Good Night.

The night was quiet in the Commerce District. Hunsi had spent the evening with Caoess'Alloa, Drinking away the problems he had. After they each said their piece and Hunsi had almost replaced all of his blood with alcohol, they set a room up for Cao to sleep in with the Promise that the Qadir would rest his head soon. Hun went to the next room, ordering A'isha, his 16-year-old Sister to bed. Once the house grew still and quiet Hunsi made his way to the bottom floor and slipped on out of the house. He headed Across the city with heavy struggle, The Qadir stumbling and tripping up on his own feet but soon enough he made it to his destination. The Slum District underground tavern. Sat alone in a corner booth would be a single Hassal Songaskia. The Qadir dragged himself over to the unsuspecting man. Once he reached the Booth Hun reached out to grab a handful of the Songaskia's hair and bash the mans face against the table, causing the drink on hand to spill. Before the Songaskia knew what hit him, the large Qadir still with a handful of hair reached up for the golden eyes shoulder going to drag him out of his chair and onto his back. The Songaskia would roll himself weakly onto his belly and started to drag himself as the Qadir recovered from his drunken stumble. Catching himself the Qadir pushed himself forward to raise his boot to force his foot down onto the top of the Songaskia's head. The Songaskia ceased to move after the single stomp. A small crowd at this point at gathered around the two. Hun decided it was best to leave the Songaskia for now, he would then stumbled towards the exit starting his adventure yet again back home. He collected a bottle of whiskey from the tavern on his way home and once he finally made his way home he'd push the door open slowly to find his dark dining room. He stumbled into a chair. Poured himself a glass and drank. After the next few hours, the Qadir's arm dragged along the table, tipping over the bottle and glass, dropping his head down onto the table and passed out...

Well! That's my first little story on my Qadir Hunsi! I hope to add a few more stories such as his relations with his little sister and such and maybe one day writing his death. I'd love a bit of feedback as my writing skills are incredibly poor and I'd be nothing without autocorrect.

The point of this story is to slightly thicken the plot of my character gaining an alcohol problem and now releasing a large amount pent-up hate mostly for the Songaski. Hope you enjoyed folks!

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