Misbehavior

After the event of that day, one week ago, Worrax got grounded to his room by his parent after a lecture from the general and the disapprobation of his mother. The reason for such punishment? Marlo's plan.

A week before the D day, the day of the ceremony, Worrax went to his good friend Marlo looking to be distracted from the pressure he faced. The considerate Marlo decided then to indulge his brother by setting up a proper night out. To satisfy his friend's need, Marlo designed a very well thought out plan that would bring the two associates to the verge of alcoholic coma and stomach burst.

The two stooges left Marlo's house as the sun went down, hiding beneath the seas. The first direction they took brought them to Eol's restaurant. Eol's restaurant was not only the most famous and expensive restaurant in Arcos city. But was also, one of the most famous restaurants with the whole Archipelago. Governors from the islands, generals, and magistrate organized there their annual meetings; the most influential individuals of the Archipelagos celebrated their birthdays at Eol's restaurant. So, it went without saying that when one went to Eol's restaurant, he had to behave and follow the appropriate etiquette.

At first, everything went well, the food was sumptuous and the wine was wonderful. The meat came from all around Elham, lamb from the Vent Empire, pork from the Kingdom of Dent and the fishes come from various spots within the ocean such as the blue salmon from the water close to the Loth Empire and the crayfish from the Archipelago itself. The dancers were beautiful, the women danced on the rhythm of the Archipelago's traditional music, their body twisting like a snake.

But, once the first round of dishes was swallowed and that the first bottles of wine were gulped down, troubles arose. Worrax started drinking and drinking, his stomach a bottomless pit of alcohol. And while such behavior astounded Marlo, he didn't pay to much attention to it at first, until Worrax attempted to stand. Failing to do so, he collapsed on the floor, next to his chair.

At a table nearby, a group of people couldn't help but notice the unfortunate fall. A young man who sat at the table started laughing at such a scene and made a joke which, while inoffensive, was ill-advised. Indeed, the pressured Worrax had neither time nor patience for such a thing and appearing like a clown in front of so many people aroused his fear of failing in a week from then. As such, he stood up, finding a renewed sobriety from some hidden place within his body, and ran toward the misfortunate young man.

Worrax ran toward the young man and jumped on him, his eyes red from anger and his fist tightly squeezed. Worrax and the man fell to the ground, taking with them the table and all the dishes that were on hit. His back on the ground and Worrax kneeling down over him the young man was astounded, not understanding what was happening.

"Do you find me funny, you fucker?!" yelled Worrax. "Do you still find me funny?" he said while throwing his fist at the man's face. "Take this and this and this and this again you bloody mother sucker" exclaimed Worrax throwing punch after punch.

"Stop! Stop this shit you idiot!" yelled Marlo while rushing at Worrax. Marlo seized Worrax by his collar and dragged him away from the poor man.

"The fuck are you doing? What did he do to you but make a tiny, insignificant joke" he asked.

"He is making fun of me, he knows I'm gonna fail and is already enjoying my demise. I know it! I can see it in his eyes" answered Worrax.

"You can see it? How, how can you see it you fucker it's way too dark in here to see his eyes" retorted a furious Marlo. "Stand up, we're leaving" added Marlo, while apologizing to the unfortunate group and handing a big fat stack of money to the waiter next to him, apologizing once more to him.

Finally, Marlo managed to drag Worrax out of the restaurant and brought him back to his family's house and this not without any difficulty. Imagine carrying around a big fella of 1.95 meters tall and weighing around 90 kilos. To that, add a 1.70 meters tall and 100 kg Marlo and you can imagine the difficulties that Marlo experienced that night. On that night, Marlo swore to himself to never allow his good pal to ever drink again, a promise that Worrax would also pledge to follow the next day while being confronted by his parents.

As he awoke from his drunken sleep, Worrax had flashes of last night's event coming up to him. Those flash told him a story so out of the ordinary that he assimilated those to a dream he made and got out of his bed. As always, Worrax took the direction of the kitchen where the house servant prepare the breakfast and as he was about to take his second serving of eggs, the house's butler entered the room.

"Young master"

"Yes, Elron"

"The master and mistress are waiting for you inside master's office"

"Oh! Ok! Tell them that I will be there as soon as I finish eating".

"I am afraid that that will not be possible, young master. They asked me to summon you and if you did not comply right away, I was mandated to force you to obey"

"What? But … but why? What did I do?"

"That I do not know, young master. Young master, please follow me"

"Fine, lead the way".

From the kitchen, the two took one door, crossed a hallway, opened another door to walk through another room and finally reach the door of the general's office.

"Please, young master" said Elron while opening the door.

As Worrax entered the room, he saw his parents waiting for him; first, the general sitting at his office and next to him his mother. Both had a terrible look on their face. The general even had veins pulsating at the corner of his eyes. A terrible sign, as Worrax learned over the years.

Alexa Moras was a beautiful red hair. Her deep green eyes could mesmerize any individual to would to a too long look into it. Thewlis Moras, the general of the Arcos Island and leader of the blood soldier, was a colossus, a 2.05 meters tall man with dark red hair that seems like fire and eyes so dark that they appeared as ink. On this day, both of his parents wore a terrible look on their face, and if they could, fire would have gone out of their eyes to roast their unfilial son.

"I heard you manage to illustrate yourself yesterday" said Thewlis Moras to his son, his voice low but heavy.

"Hum, what are you referring father? I admit, I probably drank a bit too much with Marlo yesterday as I have trouble recollecting the events of last night. But I do not believe I acted out."

"You do not believe. You do not believe!" said his father, the tone of his voice getting louder and louder. "And what about the debauchery, the drunkenness and the brawl you went into last night?"

"The… the… what?" stuttered Worrax.

"SHUT UP!" yelled his father. "I'm the one talking here. Son, I know you feel the pressure of our name. but is that a reason to throw your family's face away? Is that a reason to fall into the alcohol and start a fight? If you acted out in a remote place within Arcos, and while I still would not have endorsed such a behavior, I might have let it slide. But no! You had to act out at Eol's restaurant, while the governor was hosting a private party on the top floor, at it. Don't you feel any shame?"

"I… I… I'm sorry father, mother. I didn't mean too. It's just… it's just the alcohol got the better of me and…"

"We know, my son, we know" said Worrax's mother "But think about your father's position. You put your dad into a difficult situation"

"I know I did, Mother. Father, I am willing to face the consequences of my action"

"Hum, at least you behave like a man. Accepting to suffer the consequences of your action" said Thewlis. "Go, go to your room, you are grounded until the day of the ceremony. Me and your mother, we will find an appropriate punishment for you during the next few days"

"Yes, father, mother" complied Worrax while leaving the room.