Post by Ronan on Sept 26, 2017 10:31:10 GMT -8
No matter how frequently he visited his home town Ronan still felt like he didn't swing by enough. Hylian castle town was busy and bustling as usual, he walked through these familiar streets with a prideful stride, enjoying the lively nature of the town. All the people that moved back and forth through the streets were drawn in by one thing, Merchants. The town was booming with stores of various sizes selling nearly everything you could possibly need. However, Ronan wasn't here for any legal transactions. He moved past many of the usual shops and took a turn into a well lit alley. There was only one opened business in this alley and It seemed to draw in quite a lot of people. The place was an underground fighting arena owned by a short man named Zeta.. It was obviously illegal but Zeta was as corrupt as businessmen could get so it didn't bother him, he paid a few guards around town so he could operate his illegal fights in peace.
As a mercenary, Ronan's money came from assassinations, bounties and other jobs of the sort but when business was slow, underground fighting arenas were where Ronan got his money. So naturally he was no stranger to this environment, upon noticing Ronan Zeta shouted out in excitement "The Hylian Bull ! You fighting tonight?" Ronan furrowed an eyebrow at the nickname. It was a name Ronan had gained while fighting and although he hated it, it seemed to stick. "yeah I'm here to fight." Ronan responded in a slightly deep but calm tone. He walked in and was guided down the stairs to the fighting area, while spectators placed bets above the fighting area. In any other setting Ronan would be considered intimidating, he stood at a height of 6'2ft with a muscular build. His blonde hair was slicked back and a massive sword that was 5'7ft long was sheathed on his back. Anywhere else that would be a bit intimidating but here it was perfectly normal. Ronan stood with all the other fighters waiting to be assigned an opponent and make himself some money.
Meanwhile outside, the short owner of the business was shouting to attract more fighters or spectators. "warriors! Don't miss the chance to test your metal against others of your caliber! .....Come all to watch these brave men and women fight for your entertainment and make money betting while you're at it."
As a mercenary, Ronan's money came from assassinations, bounties and other jobs of the sort but when business was slow, underground fighting arenas were where Ronan got his money. So naturally he was no stranger to this environment, upon noticing Ronan Zeta shouted out in excitement "The Hylian Bull ! You fighting tonight?" Ronan furrowed an eyebrow at the nickname. It was a name Ronan had gained while fighting and although he hated it, it seemed to stick. "yeah I'm here to fight." Ronan responded in a slightly deep but calm tone. He walked in and was guided down the stairs to the fighting area, while spectators placed bets above the fighting area. In any other setting Ronan would be considered intimidating, he stood at a height of 6'2ft with a muscular build. His blonde hair was slicked back and a massive sword that was 5'7ft long was sheathed on his back. Anywhere else that would be a bit intimidating but here it was perfectly normal. Ronan stood with all the other fighters waiting to be assigned an opponent and make himself some money.
Meanwhile outside, the short owner of the business was shouting to attract more fighters or spectators. "warriors! Don't miss the chance to test your metal against others of your caliber! .....Come all to watch these brave men and women fight for your entertainment and make money betting while you're at it."
