Micky, Prin, and the rescued adventurers team split up at the gate. They promised to meet up at the pub under the inn that Micky was at. The adventurer's team needed to go get Jeff some better treatment, and then head over to the Adventurer’s guild. Micky and Prin had dropped off their loot at the gate to be accounted for, they needed to go over to the Adventurer’s guild and turn in their quests, file a report of unusual activity, and only then head over to the pub.

*Sigh* it was a long day. And it wasn’t even over. Micky shivered at the thought. He just wanted this day to be over and forgotten so that he could move on with his life. Come to think of it he bet the team he rescued did too.

Micky and Prin walked over to the adventurer’s guild without incident. However, they already heard whispers about a goblin king that took over entire villages being spread around. Micky and Prin had to listen in for a minute to understand it was their story they were talking about.

From the retelling that they had heard (The most epic one). A young hero, who of course had his home village that had like 5 people in it who had adopted him destroyed by goblins. He then made it his lifes mission to search out and destroy the goblins that destroyed his home and his family.

The young hero chaveled day and night to reach a town. He then trained under some super legendary master that took interest in him from first sight. This master was originally reclusive and had never taken a disciple before. Micky wasn’t even sure where they got this part from… maybe to many hero stories.

Anyway, after training in the mountains for twenty years (Micky isn’t even 15 Yet!) he finally decided it was time to take on the young goblin chief that had destroyed his home (Goblins don’t even live that long...). However, the goblin chief had finally become a goblin king! He had an army of goblin chiefs alone! So the young hero, being a young hero, stormed the goblins castle from the front. He was followed by his loyal maid and his trusty stead.

Together they stormed the castle and bashed down the gates to the goblin chiefs bedchambers. And they were just in time too! For the goblin king was only just about to wed five fair chaste maidens! But the hero in his awesomeness swayed these maidens to fight at his side against the heinous goblin king. He slew the goblin king and took his crown. Then he married all six maidens including his maid, and rode off into the setting sun with them on his trusty steed!

“And I am that hero!” Said a drunk adventurer. The Pub in the guild was already full of adventurers for the day. The rest of his table laughed, and banged the table. Micky decided to toss the guy a copper.

“Hell of a story even if it is completely untrue.” Said Micky.

“Like them Hero tales do ya boy?” Said one of the mans fellow patrons. Micky just rubbed the back of his head. Should he say yes? Or should he say that they were in the presence of that hero, his maid, and his trusty steed? Micky did the smart thing and just shut up.

The rest of the guild business was finished quickly. Micky’s bonus would come later after the guards where done tallying the loot. When the clerk at the counter realised he was in the presence of the ‘Hero’ he laughed his ass off. It got so loud that the clerk a couple of rows down asked him what’s up? The clerk just said he would tell him later. Micky all but ran out of the adventurer’s guild.

When he finally got to the pub he just plopped himself down. All of his bones seemed to turn to slime. He looked at Squishy who looked back with judging eyes. “You don’t know me! You don’t know what it’s like to be a [Pink Mage]!” Micky said jokingly.

“[Pink Mage] Pah! You don’t know what I would give to be a Pink mage!” Said the patron a few seats down.

“You have no idea what it’s like to be a [Pink Mage]! You get no respect, and nobody wants you. You can’t tell me you want to be a pink mage bastard!” Said Micky to the patron before he could catch his mouth.

“You humans are all the same. What you think because I’m an Orc I wouldn’t know? Our race only has two [Classes], [Warrior] and [Shaman]. If anyone is abhorrent and finds themselves with any other class, the entire [Orc]ish village or town or city will celebrate! I couldn’t care less if it was [Pink Mage] or [Pink Bard] you wouldn’t know what I would give for an Orc I didn’t even know to have that class. Our entire Race is stuck with no way to improve. Or do you think just because I’m an Orc I’m some pig headed rapist, eh?” Said the Orc. It was a pig-like humanoid race. It was completely different and even offensive to confuse and Orc with and Ork. Both getting up in arms if you confuse the two.

And here Micky was stuck between and Ork and an Orc having an argument about it just after a goblin raid. Micky really needed to get a strong drink if he was going to [Dead] so terribly today.

“He never said any of that and you know it pig face!” said the half Ork sitting next to him. Micky ordered a full bottle of the good stuff. The bartender gave him judging eyes, Squishy gave him judging eyes, rando patrons gave him judging eyes… though he was pretty sure that the last group was because of the fight that was bout to break out for his benefit, ish. But Micky didn’t care at this moment, Micky was going to get wasted if it was the last thing he did, because Micky was pretty sure it was.

“I don’t care what he said, Green butt, now turn around and face me like a man!” The Orc said. Of course Prin was already facing him. Micky mentaly applauded the insult will the he was pretty sure the Orc was drunk.

“You didn’t just… what did you say to me you inbreed rapist pig faced fuck?!” Said Prin. Micky was thinking it was about time to move. Didn’t want to get in the line of fire, well, anymore then he already was.

Luckily it seemed the orc had decided to leave first instead. “Fucking humans don’t even understand what they got. Instead they burn their own people just because their a little bit different. They don’t even understand what some other races under the yoke would give just to be one of them.” He said as he left.

Then the adventurer team that they had just rescued walked in as he passed them. The looked at him in disgust, only seeing the goblins they were just rescued from.

“Good riddance!” They said, as Prin stole Micky’s bottle.

“Hey!” Micky said.

“Get your own!” Prin responded. Squishy looked between the two exasperated. Somehow despite not having eyes she got the bartender to give her an especially made drink for slimes. She gave him a nod, he gave her an understanding nod in return. She sighed and leaned into her drink. He polished a cup commiseratingly. Nobody understood why they just smashed their cups on the ground when they were done anyway.

The chat around the bar returned to normal now that things had settled down. They still gave Micky and his crew strange looks but they didn’t seem to care. I mean why would they? If you’re already in the center of attention anyway, might as well give them something to talk about.

By the time that Micky had gotten another bottle, his half ork friend had already polished off the entire other one he had bought. Micky wanted to smash his head into something. But instead he protected the bottle, he just got, for a thieving hand that snaked out after it.

“You keep that hand to yourself!” Micky shouted at her. Then he felt a hand on his thigh and he jumped up into the air. Meril just smiled back at him. “You keep that hand to yourself as well!” Micky shouted. Squishy just sighed, ha, children, when are the ever going to learn! She ordered another drink.