On his way there, he stopped on a small village west of Gludio.
Went to the local inn, ignoring the deteriorated reward posters on the wall, with a good sketch of him. Sitting on the farest empty table, he asked for the meal of the day.
In some of the posters, it was still possible to read what it said:
"Wanted, dead or alive, any information about the possible location of this person, report it to the Gludio Castle's guard. Reward of 450000 adenas. Warning, highly dangerous, proceed with caution"
The posters were old already since they were too deteriorated, some were ripped off, other were blurry and other were only the paper.
Drenix took oof his hood when he started eating, ignoring the presense of some bounty hunters in the inn.
While having his dinner in silence, some were staring at him. He was younger in the sketch of the poster... but the posters were old already.
There were three bounty hunters with the poster in hand.
-It's him... it has to be, look how alike they are -said to each other
-Yeah, you're right, he looks just like him, and 450k is too much money, especially in these days.
-In any case, we could hand him to the guards and even if he isnt, it wouldnt matter, we'll get our pay.
-Careful guys, it say "Highly dangerous"... How many times you saw something like that on a poster? I only saw it on a wizard called Beleth and the pirate that stalks on Giran's harbor, I think his name was Kylon.
-Don't be a p***y, he's just one, I dont think he's that strong.
Standing up, the three guys walked towards the table where Drenix was eating his meal.
One of the guys sits next to him while the other two where standing behind Drenix.
Staring at his food, Drenix asked:
-Yes?
-Do ou know thig guy? -ask the guy next to him, leaving in the table a poster a little wrinkled.
-No, I dont know him,... should I?
-It's been almost four years since he's a fugitive... some said this guy caused a massacre in an old village of workers, south of Gludio.
-Oh, that's terrible, and they havent catched him yet? -ask, trying to remain calm
-No, though one of the surviving workers described a man, the one in the poster... acording to what he said, this guy was the person in charge of that destruction... he said this guy used some kind of magic or enchantment.
-Interesting, what else?
-Some said the guy called a dragon and destroyed the village... some other... that he turned himself into a dragon, hahaha, can you believe that? He turned himself into a...
-Ahem... gentlemen, I still dont understand why are you interrupting my dinner just to teld me some kind of urban legend... -interrupted, trying to get to the point. He already know where that was going to end.
-Right, my apologies sir...
-Drenix
-Ok, Drenix, the thing is... you really look like the guy on the sketch. So, could you come with us?
-Go where? I sure can, but frankly, I dont think I want to.
-With the guards of the castle... -replied whispering, putting the dagger on his belly threatening- come on, stop wasting our time, it would be better if you just cooperate.
Tht situation bringed to his mind a bitter memory he had buried long time ago: the death of his parents.
His wrath was gathering inside while he tried to contain it.
-Can I at least finish my meal? -ask
-No, I'm sorry
-Ok then...
Without thinking twice, hit him in the face with the elbow and stands up. The men behind him tried to grab him, but like a fish trapped on a net, trying to return to the water, he moved desperately and managed to free his arm, tearing his sleeve, leaving uncovered, the scar where the guard stabbed him three years ago.
One of the men that tried to grab him, remembered what they said about the guy having a scar.
-It's him!!
The confusion reigned inside that inn while those 4 were fighting.
Drenix covered the scar so noone else will see it, and kick the man a his right's belly. Trying to make a run for it, he fell when the one who saw the scar threw his long spear between Drenix's legs. Around that time, the first one had snapped out of that attack with the elbow.
-This is going to cost you... -drawing a saber in each hand.
Drenix tried to stand up, but the one who made him fall had put his foot on his chest, keeping him on the ground.
-Stay where you are or I'll kill you -he said approaching the edge of the spear to his throat.
The people inside the inn flee as soon as the fight started, and told the guards that were close.
The three bounty hunters were about to bring him to justice... but the poster said dead or alive... when he started to have strange convulsions. That wasnt a good sign.
-Go ahead, finish him -order the one with the sabers
