Malcolm finishes his alcohol, and asks for some more...

"you can have some of mine." Ace offered, pushing his plate closer to Fami.

Fami looked up at him, a little surprised but didn't let it show. She nodded and mumbled a 'thanks' before taking a little bit with her fork.

john turned around as one of the shadows moved into the light "orks" john whispers with disgust quietly as the dark green muscular pig face tall ork in leather pants with Armour only on his shoulders and fore arms walk over accompanied by three others wearing the same gear.but one was different the last man was covered from head to toe with only his eyes showing.

Malcolm tumbles over to John's side, "Hey, those are.. -hic- ...some mean-looking orcs right there, aren't there?"

"there going to be some dead orcs if they start causing us problems so why don't you turn into a horse and offer they a piggy back ride"john replies sarcastically then finishes his drink.

"How'd you know I could turn into a horse?" Malcolm uttered before passing out on John.

john puts Malcolm down on a bar stool leaning against the bar then sits back down next to blaze "so he can turn into a horse that would have been nice to know".

Malcolm belched loudly, drawing attention to the three.

thud thud thud the orcs were heading there way john just sat with his back to them continuing to drink.

Ace took a sip of his coffee.

Fami finished her share of the cake and sat back, looking out the window then back at him. "Why did you sit with me?" She asked bluntly.

4 of the 5 orc's stopped in the center of the pub while the leader walked over to john and thrust his knife next to johns drink" how about you leave this pub or i kill you and your friends just for a little fun" he says with a little chuckle.john puts on a smile "how about you f!@# off before i put your knife in your own neck".the orc's eye widened " right then " the orc moved to remove the knife but before he had the chance john put his right hand on the top of the knife keeping the orc's hand there then with his left hand drops the suit case and thrust his hand into the orc's elbow breaking the bone.quickly john stands up,turns around and grabs the knife out of the orc's hand and proceeds to stab him three times in the chest before thrusting it into his neck then kick's him into the others blood poured onto the ground leaving a line.two of the orcs start running at john.john throws the knife at one hitting it in the knee while the other one still charged and threw a punch john ducks and with his right hand pulls his knife out if the sheath takes a step forward and slices the orcs kidney then stands up behind the orc and thrust the knife into the into the last spinal cord killing the orc instantly."come on your bunch of poofters".

Ace took a bit of cake, swallowed and spoke "Why wouldn't I?" He answered her question with his own.

Fami stared at him for a moment then shrugged and looked back out the window. "Because I'm not someone one would like to socialize with."

Malcolm woke up, and with little to no context to what was happening, punched John in the face.

john punched malcolm in the face then pulled out his revolver and shot the orc with the knife in the leg as he tried to get up "you bloody daft b!@#$%^ i just killed three orc's and you decide to punch me in the face".

Malcolm, still in his state of shock and confusion, punched John in the face again. He then woke up from this trance, saw all the dead bodies, and went, "Oh, the orcs are dead."

john stabs malcolm in the leg then wipes his blade on malcolm's jacket then turns around the last orc had bolted only person that had stayed was the robed person.

The stabbed leg went out of control, going in all sorts of directions. But as it was about to hit John's knife out of his hand, something came over him. He gently put his leg down and stood up. He limped his way out of the pub, and started to head down through the street.

He took in the sights and the smells as he lead his gaze around in search for something to help his leg. He approached a pharmaceutical practitioner, who, for a small fee, applied disinfectant on the wound and bandaged it up. After paying the fine doctor and giving him his money, Malcolm went over to the park, where he could be alone, with nothing but the birds, the trees and the odd animal to accompany him.

He sat down on a bench as thoughts floated through his mind. Why did he have to make a mess of things wherever he was? He raked his mind for answers, but he didn't find any. Disheartened, feeling cursed to be such a burden to whoever he met, he slumped back into the chair, not wanting to dwell on the problems he has caused for his colleagues.

An old man took a seat next to Malcolm...

"i better go find him"john walks out of the bar and finds malcolm in a park with a old man."sorry mate shouldn't have stabbed you. do you need someone to talk to" john sits down next to malcolm "look when i was in a arena fighting and killing became second nature that's why i wasn't going to fight again".

"So why are you fighting now, genius!?"

"well they said they needed my help again a!@hole so decided to fight again and hopefully fix this mess".

"So you have decided the best way to do that would be to talk, drink and stab!?"

"well there will be shooting killing leading and blowing s!@# up added to that list"