The words had barely exited his mouth when the lady sitting next to him abruptly seemed to convulse. Daroth looked over at her for a moment opening his mouth slightly, and saw the bartender turn away with his peripheral vision. Putting his gaze at the bartender's back, he muttered under his breath at his dismissal of the question.
"Are you sure you want to go? Reconsider... it is a big decision. I suggest you turn around, lad, and go back to your mommy before you try to join a group like us."
Us? Daroth did not think there was such a thing as a female warder, but he did not want to seem foolish in front of one so he just smiled. "You are a warder? Where can I find out..." He trailed off as she began spewing out nonsensical things. Daroth stared at her in awe for a while, questioning the intelligence of speaking with this lady, let alone trusting her. But she was his only contact from the tower at the moment, and if she was telling the truth, it would be unwise to upset her.
"If you want to join the tower, then you will be a trainee. Give me ten pushups now, and then give me three reasons for wanting to join the bloody gaidin."
Daroth's mouth opened at the order she had barked at him. Push ups..on an inn floor? What an absurd thing, especially with all the people around and bustle, he would probably get kicked in the face.
"I am a bloody Tower Guard, and you are a TRAINEE! DO IT! It doesnt matter if i am drunk or not!"
Oh what the hell, he thought. Daroth got out of his seat and lowered his body to the floor, rolling his eyes. Easily pushing out 10 of them he got up and stared at her hard in the eyes. "I want to learn how to fight," he touched the hilt of his blade and glanced at it quickly, "and I can't go home..not after I just left like that." His eyes searched the room for anything but contact with hers, "And if I went home, there would be nothing for me there.."
Daroth tightened his hands into fists and looked up at her, "I will be a warder one day, with your help or not."