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[Chris winces for the popping sound, his imagination wasn't terrible and he could visualize it all too well. He'd seen what a flail could do to a man, even if he'd never felt it himself. Still, the heroics weren't lost on him even with only that.

A man didn't have to step in for that. Chris hadn't faced much of that himself, but he'd never been caught and by the time it even came up in a bigger arena, he'd had plenty of people who would have stepped in. Chris had been lucky. Sounded like Krem had been lucky as well.]

That was good of you. I'm sure he appreciates it.

[He took his own drink but gestured for Bull to continue, he coughed as the drink went down, but managed to keep from choking on the burn. Good.]

If you're offering, I'm listening.

Yeah. Way he tells the story makes me sound like some hero which I'm not. I just saw Aqun-Athlok, like you, and wanted those assholes to stop.

[Bull doesn't view himself as a hero. Doesn't matter the tall tales he might tell sometimes he's not a hero. Just a mercenary who was in the right place at the right time.]

Alright. So we had this job where we had to take out this group of bandits. They were really getting in the way of some trade routes and people didn't want to involve soldiers. What do you do when you don't want soldiers? You get mercenaries.

My boys and I went out there and the leader was this big guy all round and fat. Fast though. A lot like how pigs are even when you have them well fed on a farm. Well my boys had the rest taken care of but this guy was mine. He got a few good hits in but that was when I really felt my blood pumping.

[He downs his glass and hisses at how good that liquor is. Then he raises his arms up like he's wielding a huge weapon and swings through the air.]

I went to cut his head off and he ducked and gave a swing of his own. Felt some pain but I was too busy roaring as I gave a huge spin. Looked like a damn tornado as I took his head off.

Later Krem came to look at my injuries and saw the tips of my fingers were gone. We had a laugh until I made him groan when I told him that I guess I wouldn't be strumming any exotic organs anytime soon.

[Bull laughs again at his own sex joke.]

Now I've got these two gone for good.

['Aqun-Athlok' is far nicer term than some of the ones he's thought. It's not his to use, but he'll remember it for as long as he can.

He's an attentive audience as he sips on the drink and listens to Bull's story, though he grins for the sex joke even as he tries to hide it behind his glass.]

That sounds damn impressive. It's funny, you reminded me of my friend cause of the height and the horns and laid-back attitude, but the way you fight sounds similar too. He carries a great big sword and when he goes into a fight, he harnesses his anger and rage into being stronger. Sometimes that means taking hits he barely feels cause he's too busy using that anger.

Dunno...sounded similar. If he ever showed here, I'd pay money to see the two of you spar.

Anger huh? That's probably closer to a Berserker actually. I'm what we call a Reaver. I take pain and injuries inflicted on me and turn that into power I need to fight. Dangerous way of doing it because you're literally letting yourself bleed out to be stronger but it works for me.

Really?

[He's...definitely fascinated with that idea. And just drunk enough now that there's no chance at hiding it. That sounded ideal, in a way...how much better might he be in a fist fight if he could turn the hits landed on him into more strength? Could he turn his pain into more pain when he cast inflict wounds and flexed necrotic magic through his enemy's veins? Fighters and clerics had enough overlap, perhaps...]

You must annoy the shit out of your healers, though.

[Because, on the opposite side of that, if Chris were the one needing to watch Amnos or even Iron Bull to make sure they didn't fall, extra injuries wouldn't make him happy.]

[That makes him burst out laughing, throwing his head back as he does.]

Damn right I do! Usually they have to use this magic that revives you in battle. Gets you back up on your feet. My boss had a good mage around in battle with us usually and they'd have me back up in no time. Otherwise I just pop some potions if I really needed that pick me up.

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