The Agi subsection
Chapter 12
" Hi, my name's Azzar brownbett, welcome to our humble establishment " says the cute roachkid
" your a roachfolk " I reply
" yes, rude, but yes "
among the various intelligent creatures of the world, the roachfolk alongside humans and werewolves, standout. the roachfolk, a species of humanoid insects that could reach exceptional speeds and could survive intense heat, alas that was all in the past as roachfolk of current times have been reduced to nothing more than a slave species incapable of their ancestors feats. according to the old text's, roachfolk stood at the top of tyranny along with humans and werewolves, some would even go as far as saying that they were more vicious than humans. being the warmongers they were, they were bought as mercenaries in some kingdoms, even assassin's in others. they had just two subspecies that were known of, the " milk skin roach " and the " vermin roach ". the milk skins were a subspecies of the roachfolk that seemed more human than their cousins, imagine them as humans with insectoid characteristics, with two to three sets of arms and legs, and two sets of glassy bug eyes. the vermin on the other hand could be seen as roaches with human characteristics, imagine a bug that could stand like a human and could vary in size from three feet to almost eight feet. most scholars ponder the end of the " roach era " and wonder what would have happened to most other species of the world if they had not fallen.
the village chief enquires about the motel, while I'm just dumbfounded that a roachfolk owns an establishment, I thought they were a slave race and even though we're in the agi, the worst part of the capital, roachfolk wouldn't be allowed to own property.
the motel is run down, considering what part of the capital we're in it's no surprise there. azzar makes mention that he's not the actual owner of the motel, and that it's his father's but he went missing a few days ago and he only assumes he was taken away by law enforcement. when I ask why he says there's a mandatory curfew being enforced in the agi since strange things have been happening lately. I'm curious but I just decide to mind my business, there are only a few rooms available at the moment, the chief gets one, luvera and kasim get one, Gideon will be staying in the same room with Azzar, and you already know who I'll be crashing with, this is hell. we all settle in and unpack our things, there's still a few days to go till the council meeting. now we're looking for ways to keep busy till the meeting, I suggest strolling around the agi but the chief brings up the fact that we're new here and have a very faint idea how things are done here, Gideon suggests drinking and luvera seconds it, and I could swear these two are definitely f@#king. we all agree to go have a few drinks but azzar reminds us of the curfew and I kinda feel bad for him knowing that's why his dad ain't around. cept asks if there's a bar close to the motel we can go to, azzar tells us the closest one would be the " Kunu Bar " just a few blocks away from the motel. we head out to the bar and ask for directions till we get there, it seems to be quite popular with alot of agi residents. they're throwing a party for someone's birthday or something and the drinks are free, you know how I feel about free drinks. the village chief is trying his best to limit our drinking so we can make it back to the motel before the curfew but we're drowning in wine and booze and just having a good time, this isn't even nearly enough to knock me out so I'll just keep chugging till I can't chug no more. while we're having fun someone jump on a table and start to scream for more drinks. he seems to be the birthday guy, I'm not entirely sure but all I hear is free drinks for everyone.
after a while the chief complains about not being able to drink as much as he wants like his younger days and calls it a night, we're still going at it, though he reminds us to make sure we get back to the motel before the curfew. we all nod and he walks off, then we drink some more. I ask the bartender the time and he tells me it's 7:42, we keep drinking and after a while I ask again, he replies 8:12, and then I ask again, he's obviously pissed at me but he tells me it's 9:02 and tells me not to bother him again. if I remember correctly the curfew starts at the thirteenth hour of the day, so we still got a few more hours to get turnt up. been drinking for a bit now and it's finally caught up to me, I can feel my bladder about to burst. I excuse myself from the table and ask the bartender where the restroom is, he directs me. I get there and there's a few people f@#king in the hallway, I walk passed them and make my way to the restroom. upon opening it I'm faced with a new found horror, there's sh*t everywhere, even on the walls, how does she*t get on the wall. I can't possibly use this so I decide to head outside the bar and just do my business by the dumpster in the back. while I'm busy doing my business I notice a sort of silhouette across the street, and it seems to be watching me. I ignore cause I'm thinking to myself it's probably just my imagination. I'm done and I decide to head back in but something catches my attention, I think someone's behind me. I turn around but they're so fast they almost seem like a blur to me, and before I know it someone grabs me from behind and another whacks me in the head with what I think is a steel pipe. I fall to the ground as I lose conciousness, i notice the two figures just chattering about something, they seem to be roachfolk. what the hell did I ever do to them.