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When you are a Barbarian in this world, times can be tough; we go days without food and shelter, sometimes not seeing our own kin for weeks, we are disgusted by the townspeople, and our victories can be few and far between. Even though this is true, every man has his victories, if he didn't he would go mad......
"....An thar he wus, th' big an' mighty wurm, it 'ad seven heads ah tell yuh. It's teeth wur as lon' as mah swurd. Tha' beast wus fiercer than any lion. I cannae defeat it, I took ah lickin' gettin outta dar. " I watched disgusted as the mighty Balthazar, a "noble chongun" boasted to the inn keep and a few other townies of his most recent adventure. He was so drunk that I could smell his putrid townie breath from the other end of the bar. Chonguns were always a disgusting breed of warriors to me, all I hear from thier mouths are lies, corruption, and filth. And I was especially tired of Balthazar. He had on many occasions went out of his way to try to make my life and the lives of my family a nightmare. He didn't even have the honor to admit when he had been beaten by one of us.
"I saw this worm of yours Balthazar." Every head in the room turned towards me. "Yes, I saw this beast, and yes, he was big, he was fierce, but he wasnt a dragon."
"Yar ah foolish boy, yar mouth should stay shut." The townie Chongun's face turned red with a little surprise and anger.
"That lickin' you took was givin to you by a Barbarian, like me." As I said this the Chongun slammed his jug of moon wine on the table and rushed towards me. "Boy! nae Barbariun whooped mah, an if ye tink ah Barbariun can a whoop mah, step outsiade an we wi' see!"
"Why wait till we get outside?!" Tired of this foolish old man's mouth, I swung for what I thought was this dirty pig's face. The blow caused the chongun to land on and crush a table underneath him. Balthazar had insulted me, and my family and I was not going to let him go without being made a fool of. The blow aroused the chongun's senses and he awoke from his drunken stupor.
"Boy!, yea jus' made ah big mustake!" Balthazar lunged at me in hopes of tackling me but even though he wasn't really drunk anymore, he was still slow and obese. I easily dogded the foolish man and watched as he dove head first into a set of chairs and tables.
Still angered by this idiots drunken rage, I wasn't finished with making him regret everything that he had done to me and my family! While Balthazar was still on his stomach with a toppled chair on his head, trying to regain his senses, I saw my opportunity to satiate my fury. I ran towards Balthazar as he lie with his feet towards me on his stomach, spread eagle, my face was distorted by a mad rage. As I neared the dirty Chongun I lifted my right foot backwards while in a mid sprint and swung it forward with a greater anger than even the chongun was feeling. The blow landed square between his legs, I had knocked his cods.
"YYYYYYEEEEAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!!!" A scream of anguish as great as when a woman gives birth came from the Chongun. I watched as even the townies who had reverred him laughed in his face, and behind his back. After many, many moments of screaming (and even a little coughing of blood) the Chongun slowly got up, looked at me in the eyes, and as a single tear left his eye, the chongun stepped out of the inn with his legs two feet apart every step he took.......
Brothers and Sisters, our greatest victories are not always in defeating our enemies with strength and skill, some of the more savourable ones come from making our enemies look like the fools they are.
Barbarian Pride!,
~Angel~
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