The night was cold. So cold it’d freeze a man to right through to his bones. But that doesn’t matter, as that’s the other side of the planet. No, this was to take place in a warm, sunny day. Clouds were abundant, but there were few enough to let much light shine through. This was the reason for Alain’s being outside. The night before had been cold, keeping him inside of an empty building. But he was glad to feel a warm day. It’s distinctly better to be going on daily walks in good weather.

His walks took him several places. His first stop was at a small job, just something to get a little bit of coin for his coffer. After that food was his main objective. But that was not an easy objective to reach this day. Something, or rather someone was to meet him, as Alain stood right in this man’s path. There was no intention behind it, but he was just unlucky enough that day to have even seen the man.

Alain had been on his way from the job he had to get enough meat and bread to last him a couple meals, as was his custom, but he was tired. He had done extra work on this day, and he was not as fit as he could be. He had only gone a short distance before he paused, in hopes of resting for a minute or two. But as he stopped, facing and leaning against a wall he felt something slam into his back. Not directly from behind, but from the side. The bump spun him around to where his back was against the wall. He gained his footing and look directly in front of him. He saw a man… poorly kept, and with such ragged clothes, that one might think he’d never changed them in his life.
“I’m sorry, sir. I had no intention of being in your way.” Alain was quick to apologize… he had no need for a fight. He was tired. But there was no such luck for him today. The man glared at him, as if Alain had just socked him. This rather confused Alain. “Sir, I am sorry, but I had no intention of being in your way.” There was still no response. “Dammit, man. Can’t you speak? You know… words? Blah blah blah?” This was upsetting to Alain. This man only brashly stared at him, not even making a grunt. Marshall figured this wasn’t going to end well. He had left his halberd hidden in the building where he stayed, but at this range, it wouldn’t have been of much use anyway. There was only one thing to do now. He had to at least draw his sword, if not attack, before this man could attack him. And as such, he did draw his sword. “Sir, if you will not let this go, I feel an unneeded battle will ensue, and I-” He was cut off as the man sent a punch at him. He dodged, but saw the man’s fist smash the wall where it impacted. This battle wasn’t going to go well…