Farah was in a streak, and even more now that he wanted to get serious. He had finished starting with the low ranking quests, and now he aimed towards the more difficult ones. Just the night before Farah had served as part of the security team for the red moon festival. Ahhhh what a night! Although it was going on slow at first, after defeating some brutes that were crashing the party, he managed to get a hold of a girl to cheer him up. He had to say, she was one of the best girls he had ever been with, and in fact that was where he was coming from those moments. Both of them drank until their bodies couldn't take any more and passed out the majority of the day. Thank god, Farah's body was used to this, and for him waking up earlier wasn't that hard. Either way, female body composition made it so alcohol had stronger and longer effects on them, so he knew he'd be good waking up before. He felt awkward when he was the last one up and he was left alone. Instead he gathered up his stuff and went out to the streets... What a surprise.... It was night once again. Farah hated these instances; waking up so late it's already the night of the next day. For now, he had to feed his natural needs, and that meant finding a nice place to eat that was close and delicious. He ultimately found a place good enough. The scent that flew through the streets immediately caught the red haired's attention and drew him to the entrance like the scent a carnivore plant releases to catch its prey. It was a rusty and old bar, but at the same time they had done a pretty good job of maintenance. The food was delicious and the drinks flew swiftly. He was indeed enjoying his time joking with the bartender. The man told him stories about drunk fights in his bar and how they usually ended. Farah couldn't help but remember the small fight he'd had just the day before with the fast human and the imuchukk. As his food finished and he placed a sack with money in the counter the bartender stopped him abruptly. "I'll tell you something..." he looked both sides as if making sure no one was listening them or looking in their direction. "Would you be interested in the fights?" Farah's curiosity was triggered by the question. He wanted to know what the man spoke about and nodded affirmatively as he listened closely. "There's an underground tournament right here at nights... and the inscriptions are still up. Tell them Mahrei sent you, they'll know you're good enough to participate." The man winked at Farah as he spoke. He simply smiled as a gesture of grattitude. However, this didn't mean he wasn't interested, but in fact he wanted to fight there. "Where can I find this place?" The bartender looked above Farah and onto the rest of the customers before motioning his hand in a "follow me" gesture. Farah walked behind the man slowly through the counter and to the back side of the bar. Behind a wooden door the man stopped. "Here..." He pulled a secret lever and a dor immediately appeared with stairs that went down. As Farah walked down them the bartender wished him good luck.
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