Unwanted Guests [Solo Task]

Task:

The tavern was rather quiet for the time of day as Radley sat on a stool at the bar, resting his arms on the counter as the barkeep set down a glass tankard of rum before him. After a few sips from the glass of rum, Radley turned to look about the rest of the tavern and the few patrons that were about the place. To one side a couple sailors were exchanging stories over some kind of alcohol. Towards the other side of the tavern a few older men from the town were gathered at a table mulling about the happenings around the island and town with some mugs of ale. Towards the center of the tavern a small group of the local shipwrights gathered and loudly conversed about the day at the shipyard. Radley turned back to facing the counter and relocated his focus to his own drink, taking a few more swigs from the tall glass. Suddenly the bar got much louder than it had been before, as an uproar of voices and boot steps filled the tavern. Radley turned to see a group of ten men loudly enter the building. "Drink to yer heart's content, men!" One of them yelled. " Or at least 'till ya pass out!" The man yelled out followed by a hardy laugh that the nine other men joined in on. Radley gripped the handle of his tankard to calm the rising frustration, as the men rushed up to the bar uncomfortably close to him. Then the men all gathered towards the center of the bar with a couple tables that they'd pushed together. Radley tried to relax as they seemed to settle down a little bit, which was still at a pretty loud volume. Radley tried to focus on his own drink. Then the man who had spoken came up to the bar to get his own drink. " Hey mate, order what yeh like, we got a massive haul with beli to spend."  The man blurted out. "Uh, t'anks." Radley replied as the other man got his drink and went back to join the rest of the loud men. Radley went back to focusing on his rum and trying to ignore the men.

With the passing hours of the evening and with each individual trip that the men took up to the bar, the tavern gradually grew louder and louder as the men drunker and drunker. At this point Radley was the last of the patrons besides the loud rowdy men. The sailors and old men left earlier on. The shipwrights stayed a little bit longer after, but not by much before leaving the tavern. It got worse and worse as the night went on, the men were telling about being pirates and throwing glasses about the tavern and breaking other things. Radley had had enough and finally finished his rum drink and stood from his seat as one of the pirates was turning back from grabbing another glass of booze. Radley ends up bumping into the pirate who then drops the glass. The pirate looks down at the spilled booze and broken glass then with drunken fervor decks Radley across the face. Radley's head gets knocked to the side. The bar seems to quiet down for once. Radley moves his head from side to side cracking his neck and tightening his fist which also makes an audible cracking sound. " You call that a punch?" he says with a devilish smile. "My turn." He says before driving an uppercut into the pirates chin knocking the smaller man to the ground. Radley then turns and points to the barkeep, " One more tall rum, on them." He said before turning back to face the rest of the pirates that are now staring at him, mouths gaping.

Enemies Left: 9/10
Radley Condition/ damage taken: Light blunt damage, maybe a little whiplash

The bartender set down another tall glass filled with rum before Radley picked it up and took a swig. The pirates seemed to still be in disbelief at what had just happened to their companion. The assumed leading pirate finally spoke up breaking the silence. " Oi, Whadya think yer doin to my crewmate?" he asked. Radley set down the glass " He threw the first punch." Radley replied. "That gave me the justification to strike him back. Fair trade in my book." He said. The leading pirate then draws his sword. " I'm sorry mate. we cant let someone who harms my own crew off so easily." The pirate said as the rest of his crew begins to brandish swords as well as weapons in an attempted threat. Radley shook his head as he reached into his pockets. "I respect your dedication to your crew." Radley said pulling out his brass knuckles. "but can't say that's a great idea." He said sliding the brass knuckles further onto his fingers.  The leader then pointed at Radley " This man doubts our crew's ability men." he yelled. "Fight for the honor of your crew, boys!" He commanded as four of the men charged towards Radley.

The pirate in front approaches Radley and attempts a hefty two handed swing. Radley raised his left fist to catch and redirect the blade off of his brass knuckle before following up with a hook from his right fist to the pirate's face. The assailant topples to the side obstructing the path of the three others following the first. Radley took up a sturdy fighting stance with a smirk on his face staring down the three men charging towards him.

Enemies Left: 8/10
Radley Condition/ damage taken: Light blunt damage, little whiplash

The three pirates continued to charge towards Radley, their clubs and swords poised for attack. Radley shot them a toothy smile before he clenched his fist and flexed his arm. He crouched down low before springing up and leaping over to the side putting himself in line with the one to his far left. He flashed a look at the one dead ahead of him as he pivoted on his heel " Burying Hammer!" He yelled as he drove a hammer fist into the the shoulder of the pirate ahead of him. However not before the sword that the pirate had been charging with left Radley with a cut on his right side about where his ribcage was. However Radley's attack was enough to get the outcome he wanted. The Pirate he struck lost his balance and toppled over onto the other pirates that had been charging in line with him. The pirates one by one met with the floor like human dominos.

Enemies left: 5/10

When Radley looked back towards the leader pirate and the remaining five pirates, he only could count three. Before he could get the thought in his head that two of them were missing, Radley was struck at the same time by two clubs. One met him on the right side, the other caught him in his left cheek. Radley hunched over"HeHeh." The leader chuckled. " A simple misdirection." he said. Radley could feel blood welling in his mouth from the hit to the cheek. He felt that he was lucky that he was attacked with clubs, swords would have had a much different outcome. Much to the club wielding pirates' dismay Radley rose from his hunched position. The attempted to swing again, " A surprise attack only works once." Radley growled through bloodied teeth. As he met both clubs by blocking them with his brass knuckles. He shoved the pirates weapons away, and spat the welling blood in his mouth into one pirate's face before turning to the other. " Rising Fist!" He yelled as he quickly drove an uppercut into that one's jaw, knocking him to the floor. Radley turned to the other pirate who was still trying to get the blood and spit from his eyes. " Grey Star." Radley said lining up a punch destined for the pirate's solar plexus. He quickly throws the punch, knocking the wind from the pirate as he fell to the floor gasping for air. Radley turned to face the leader and his two crew members left standing. Radley smiled at them with an even more devilish looking smile with his teeth stained red from the blood. " You're all next." He said calling them out.

Enemies left: 3/10
On cooldown:
Burying Hammer: Used 0/3
Grey Fist: Used- 0/2
Rising Fist: Used- 0/2
Radley Condition/ damage taken: Light blunt damage, a little whiplash, Stab wound on right side of torso. Bashing to the front and back of head. Bleeding in mouth, slight disorientation.

In a swift motion Radley pivoted and grabbed the glass of rum that he'd ordered. He dunked his right fist into the rum. The two pirates looked back at their leader who gave them a look and gesture towards Radley followed by "Well go get him!" The two pirates nodded at their leader and charged forward, swords raised, with a hearty yell. Radley charged forwards as well the large glass of rum in his left hand. As he and the two charging pirates came closer to clashing, "All you look thirsty." He said " Here have a drink!" He yelled. In a swift arc Radley flung his left arm casting the contents of the glass onto the three pirates. The two charging towards him faltered as the rum splashed over their faces and clothes and swords. His right fist with the brass knuckles clashed with the metal of the right pirate's sword. " 'Careful o' the burn." He said.  In a single motion, Radley scraped the brass knuckle along the sword causing a spark that ignited the his fist along with the pirates swords and the pirate's clothes as well. Shortly the pirate was bathed in a blue flame from the burning rum. As the other pirate got the rum out of his eyes he saw Radley now gunning for him.  In the same motion from scraping the sword, Radley continued off of the momentum and launched a fiery, blue fist at the other pirate "Scorch Knuckle!" Radley yelled with an almost beast like growl. Fear and panic were evident in the pirates eyes as Radley drove his fist into the pirate with a ferocity like that of an angry grizzly bear. The impact of the punch launched the pirate back a few feet as his clothes too caught fire.  Radley followed through on his attack, stepping heavily with his foot. Radley was breathing heavily as he stood there while the flames on his fist dispersed. He then turned his head and looked at the remaining pirate who seemed to have been leading the men" One more." He growled as he cracked his neck and started walking towards the now lone pirate who had just gotten the alcohol to stop burning his eyes. " Still feeling loyal?"

Enemies Left: 1/10
Cooldowns:
Scorch Knuckle: Used- 0/4
Burying Hammer: 1/3
Grey Star: 1/2
Rising Fist: 1/2

Radley Condition/ damage taken: Light blunt damage, a little whiplash, Stab wound on right side of torso. Bashing damage to the front and back of head. Bleeding in mouth lessened.

The pirate looked on in fear through alcohol stung eyes, as he saw his two comrades go down in a demonic blue blaze of not-so-much-glory. When Radley turned his attention towards him and started walking towards him, the pirate out of panic backed up straight into a solid wall. "H-Hey, easy easy" The pirate tried to plead. "Look, I can buy you another ten drinks." Radley kept walking " Don't ya think it's a little late fuh that?" Radley said, quickening his pace. The pirate hurriedly looked down in thought "Uh, twenty drinks? Um, Uh , A-a ship?" Radley began to pick up speed, faster and faster towards the pirate. The pirate went deer in headlights and started frantically searching the wall with his hands for any semblance of a door. " Hey, back off man, you're crazy!" The pirate said, his voice cracking. Radley broke into a full charge at the pirate. " That's what people keep tellin' me!" He yelled. Radley threw back his arms behind him clutching his fists, staring down the pirate keeping eye contact with the fear-frozen fool. "Lemme help you find that exit!" Radley said in a final burst forward. " Boar Charge!" He said as he drove his fists into the pirate, the wall behind him buckling and creaking before it broke, launching him through and into the alley next to the bar. Several people on the street turned their heads to see what all the ruckus was about.

Radley walked out from the hole he had just created and picked up the unconscious body of the pirate pirate. Radley turned and caught the gaze of several onlooking citizens. His mannerisms as a cook suddenly emerged "Uh, Sorry folks." He said. " Buddy here just had a little too much tah drink." Radley said shooting a smile at the people. "By all means, Please continue on with ya evenings." He said. Radley brought the man back into the bar and set him down on the counter. A yet, very surprised and alarmed barkeep slowly rose up from behind the counter. " The damages and rum are gonna be on him." He said before patting the knocked out pirate. Radley then turned and walked out the bar to continue on with his night... or at least find someone to patch him up.

[Exit Radley]

Enemies left: 0/10
Cooldowns:
Boar Charge: Used- 0/3
Scorch Knuckle: 1/4
Burying Hammer: 2/3
Grey Star: 2/2
Rising Fist: 2/2

Radley Condition/ damage taken: Light blunt damage, a little whiplash, Stab wound on right side of torso, losing blood. Bashing damage to the front and back of head. Slight Bleeding in mouth