??? - "What dictates ones standing here is not how eloquently they speak nor write but, by the merits of battle!"
The onlookers grinned and stirred exuding battle list as he also grinned and stated.
??? - "so excuse me Imperial scum if I don't give a rats ass weather you want to see the warlord or not."
Zarriel- "Very well then what must I do to speak to your warlord."
As he spoke in the same monotone as usual he shifted his weight slightly.
??? - "See that boys it's time for a battle."
The brute grinned seeing Zarriel standing in front of him.
Zarriel - "So if I beat you I can speak with your warlord."
??? - "Ye-"
Before the oaf could even finish speaking Zarriel struck and as his opponent hit the floor silence pervaded the area.
Warlord - "What's all this commotion about!"
Yelled a gruff looking man larger than a pre-system bear. Zarriel started. Pre-system? What's the system? Where am I? Why am I here?
And then he awoke.