Bar fight (Closed)

Fionn was at his usual bar getting his usual drunk on. "'Nother round 'tender" He said to the Bartender as he sat before fifteen finished shots, he had a long day and he felt that he DESERVED to get completely wasted at a semi disgusting bar. His drinks arrived, and he downed them one by one

"You might want to slow it down" a tall Faunas placed an empty pint glass on the counter, wiping the foam on his sleeve, he stood up and began walking towards Fionn. "Doesn't look like you can hold your liqour" he noted.

Fionn looked at the man with a slightly pissed off expression on his face. "Really, i have like, fifty empty shot glasses in front of me, and i'm talking without a slur, and i "Don't seem like i can hold my liquor"?" He said to the man with a miffed tone as he finished off another shot

The man cocked his head
"Talking without a slur is one thing, being able to walk straight is another" and with that he reached forwards and gave Fionn a shove.

Fionn began to fall back onto the ground, Oberursel was off his back in a half second and not much later was stabbed into the ground, allowing him to do a sideways spinning motion on the handle, he aimed his feet at Jacob and prepared for the powerful impact

Crossing his arms across his chest, Jacob took the kick with little more than a smug smirk.
"Saw that one coming" he grunted. Tilting his head either side, Jacob cracked his neck, and lifted his fists for the main event.

Fionn stood eye to eye with Jacob staring him down. "I will give you one last chance to back down before i kick your ass, i have beaten things a hundred times taller than you with a damn lot more teeth and claws than you." He said to the man drumming his finger on the handle of the blade which he was keeping on his shoulder until he figured out whether or not this was turning into a fight.

Jacob cocked his head. The smug grin still present
"Funny, I could have said the same thing" Jacob's glare didn't faulter "and if you don't let go of that blade I'm going to force feed you your own kneeecaps. Too afraid to fight someone unarmed?"

Fionn looked at the man with disgust. "You clearly haven't lived half a life, you dumb pile of trailer trash" He said angrily, even though he was not one to anger easily, this guy had just come in and thrown him off his chair for no reason, and that was more than enough reason to hate a guy like that, Fionn glared up at him and prepared for a fight

Jacob bared his pointed teeth
"Outside" he barked "now!" His fists clenched, the wolf Faunas just about managed to keep his temper in check, under normal circumstances he would have cleaved the guy's head in two with Jernulv, but this was human territory, he had to play by their rules. Though he didn't know what trailer trash was, the tone wasn't to his liking, and that was enough.

Fionn followed the dude outside, ready for a fight, not being the aggressor was giving him a major boost of confidence as he stepped out the door into the cobble street. "You can't go around talking like you do and acting like you do, it's time someone put you in your place" Fionn said to the man prepared to knock him out. "Lets do this" He said as he pulled his blade off his back and held it in a defensive position. "You make the first move strong boy" Fionn said now thoroughly pissed off

"I know my place" Jacob growled, yanking Jernulv from his back. The two circled each other. Jacob taking a two handed grip on his hefty battle axe. What had he meant 'In your place'? Was he referring to me being a Faunas Jacob scowled at his fresh opponent. Without Warning Jacob charged forwards, swinging Jernulv in a wide arc.

Fionn ducked down dodging the blade. "I never got what was with you bar brawl types." Fionn said at the sudden attack as he took the advantage at being under his opponent to begin a kick at his shins

Jacob took a step back, avoiding another haphazard kick.
"Bar brawl types?" Jacob barked. He swung Jernulv downward. Fionn just about managed to get out of the way before the axe met the pavement with an almighty crash. "I AM A REAVER" Jacob roared, lingin up for another swing "A HUNTER!"

"You're also a raging lunatic apparently" Fionn said with an unimpressed face on. As the next swing came he rolled out of the way, he didn't want to get charged by the police for killing a drunk dude. "But alas, i need to end this" He thought to himself with a grin as he charged Oberursel up with electricity, he swung his blade releasing a wave of lightning at Jacob, hoping to knock him out

The electricity arced around Jacob. He merely stood and took it. The electricity dissipated, allowing Fionn to see the glowing blue field around him, his aura had allowed him to take the punishment. Now it was his turn. Jacob leaped forwards, delivering a wide swing with Jernulv, forcing Fionn to lean to one side, changing his centre of gravity. In one swift motion Jacob slammed his clenched fist under the boy's chin.

Fionn took the hit and fell backwards onto the pavement. He proceeded to roll forward at a fast speed and jump back on to his feet, he began to charge Oberursal and run forward, jumping into the air and stabbing into the ground to use the blade for a pole vault, he raised his sword as he fell towards his enemy

Jacob swung his axe to meet the attack, twisting the haft to activate the ice infused dust in the blade.

The blades met and Fionn jumped back from his enemy, with a small amount of ice on the tip of his blade, he spotted a large puddle fifty feet away whilst jumping and began to plan something out, he waited for his enemy to do something

Jacob tilted his head to one side, causing his neck to click.
"You do realize I'm not drunk right?" he grunted, liifting his axe.

"I realize you're going to jail after this" Fionn said to the man as he continued to stand there, waiting for his enemy to charge at him or something

Jacob's ears flattened
"What's jail?"

Fionn grunted a sighed. "Jail, prison, a deep dark dungeon, do none of those sound familiar too you?" He said with an extremely ticked off sounding tone "You attacked me for no reason, after i'm done mopping the floor with you you're going to prison for assault" Fionn said, now with a slightly smug look on his face

"Yeah, good luck with that plan" Jacob shifted Jerulv into a shotgun and fired three ice infused shells towards Fionn's chest.

Fionn rolled out of the way and threw two energy bolts at Jacob. "Adding attempted man-salughter onto the list of charges isn't much of a good idea though i can't really blame you i guess, you really are quite stupid aren't you?" He said mocking his enemy