The tavern was smoky. Calixto was sitting down, playing cards. He had lost many fourtnes lately, but, he felt that he could win this one. sure, he had a somewhat deformed body. Its not everyday you see a man whos 4 feet taller then most, and has scaly patch's of skin. But, it helped him when he had to some Soldier Work. He layed down his cards. He lost, again. He pciked up his leather Armour, his spear, his Axe and his bed roll, and walked outside. He walked over to his horse, patting her gently.
"Well, me and you are going to have to find some work, 'eh?"
Calixto walked over to the news Hawker. Generally, where there's war, there was work for a soldier for hire. The Hawker was saying something about some army coming to attack some castle.
Calixto mounted his horse, and trotted off to the area. He had work. He began doing it, when he say a littile kid. He got off the horse, and began wlaking.
" Hey!"
