So my wife went out last night, giving me a few hours to just relax and build. so i decided to do a small, simple "fight scene" for this brawl. this due to the fact that i dont think i will have time this weekend to work on it (WHOOOO PUMPKIN FESTIVAL!)
Aramis was a Merchant, Jewelry, Gems, Wines, Cheese. These were some of the special items he could get into the Lors Vegos. Sure the Goat and Camel cheese of the desert tribes were plentiful, but the rare "Swamp Moss cheese" which was a hit with local high rollers, and the ice wines of northern Garheim that were so rare that they would not be sold, but instead given as gifts. But not from Aramis.
Aramis was the guy that could get you anything you wanted in Lors Vegos. He was the one that covered the women in rubies, flaunted his wealth sponsoring horse races, throwing elaborate parties.
He was also the guy that was ruthless in business. Eliminating rivals was a weekly task for Aramis. Bribing officials to arrest his competitors for trumped up crimes, people that wronged him turning up on the end of barge anchors or hanging from the tree groves. anyone who slighted him was a nervous individual.
Except this night.
At the end of the night they would find a blabbering intoxicated woman, who claimed she did not drink, but who reeked of alcohol. Aramis, dead, after the five story fall through the rotten railing on his balcony. Smell of alcohol on his breath and a log book of the crimes he had committed in his breast pocket, a log book that was only rumored to exist.
Investigators were baffled as to how there was such a clean slice through his left sleeve, and why the intoxicated woman was yelling about a man in black.
Too distracted to notice the man, no longer wearing his uniform of his trade, folding a note. A note that simply said, "Aramis, Accident, Expose, Discredit."
The officers did not notice him, or the fact that Aramis landed on top of the broken boards that he should have been holding, and that he landed on his head directly, which is not how people that accidentally break boards on decks hit the ground.
"i'm getting sloppy" he muttered as he calmly tossed the note into a passing brazier.