“Well little Hunin?”
“Human, It’s pronounced human.” said the woman as she sipped at her drink.
The two Yinhin looked at her for a moment not sure what to make of her interruption.
“What do you think?” asked the larger of the Yinhin as he raised and dropped the sword onto the bar, attempting to replicate his supposedly dramatic entrance.
The woman looked down at the sword and then at the large warrior creature.
“Impressive,” she took another sip of her drink and turned back to stare into it’s depths.
The two fanged and clawed warriors once again looked at each other in confusion.
“Are you not female?” asked the one holding the sword.
“I am, now will you leave me alone?” asked the woman.
“You should be in awe human female! I fought in the duels and took the sword of the Alpha! Now I am the leader of the Yinhin of the city!”
The woman nodded, “Good for you, now will you let me drink in peace?” she asked.
“YOU!” The large warrior slammed the sword into the bar again cracking the old wood. The woman lifted her glass off of it and lazily looked down at the damage.
“You should quiver in fear, I am the Alpha!” shouted the Yinhin.
The woman sighed and glanced over at the bartender, an older member of the species, one who had lived in the city his entire life.
“Were you this stupid when you were a kid?” she asked.
The bartender let out a low amused warble, his feathers and claws smoothed out. “I’d like to say no, but humans are an odd lot. I’ll look the other way if you want to teach him something.”
The woman chuckled, the young Alpha looked between the human and the older member of his species.
“Old Man, why do you patronize the weakling? I command you tell her why she should be in awe!”
The old bartender laughed, his warble becoming almost a high pitched squeal.
“Alpha you might be you hold the sword, but a fool is what you are. I’ll not follow a frivolous order.”
The young Alpha raised the sword and pointed it at the older, and wiser member of his species.
“Put the sword down.” muttered the woman.
The Alpha glanced back at her and barred his fangs.
She sighed, “Alright I warned you.”
Raising the glass to her lips she finished most of the drink until only a few dregs of the dark liquid remained. Taking the glass from her lips she swirled it for a moment, as if deciding to order another one.
In a flash of motion she threw the glass, hitting the young Alpha in the face. It shattered spraying alcohol and glass over him.
The young creature let out a squawk of astonishment and brought his sword around to slash at the woman, but she was already gone.
Swinging around the Alpha looked for her, only to see the wooden bars of a chair a moment before they hit him. Stunned the young Alpha collapsed onto the bar and tried to get his footing back, he was a seasoned and trained warrior! The paltry creature should not have been a threat!
“Here you are!” shouted the woman, and she slammed a fist into his manhood. The Young Alpha keened and let go of the sword.
It fell to the floor with a clang.
Everyone else in the bar who had gone silent at the exchange turned back to their drinks and conversation, in less then five seconds it was over.
Leaning over the woman picked up the sword grunting under its weight. Hefting it though she set it on the counter.
“This worth another drink? He’s spoiled my mood.” she said.
The Old Yinhin nodded, “Indeed.”
taking her drink the human female strode to another section of the bar ignoring the Alpha completely.
Getting to his feet the Alien groaned and slowly stood back up.
“What was that?” asked the young Alpha as he retrieved his sword.
The older member of his species smiled, “Humans have a phrase, it’s called fighting dirty.”
“She did not even take my sword!” he said.
“Humans do not care about the honorable fight, or the propriety of an encounter. To a human all that matters is that in the end they are standing and their opponent is not.”
The young Alpha’s feathers wilted at that.
“That is terrifying.”
“Thankfully they don’t like to fight, the humans win every fight they get into so the challenge for them is to resolve everything through words. At least then it is a competition, think on that young Alpha.”
The Alpha glanced over at the human and then his eyes widening he noticed how many other humans were in the bar.
“Why so many in here?” he asked.
The bartender smiled, “I serve drinks they like, I’ve usually got around ten or twelve of them in here at any time. Now, young Alpha as tradition would dictate you came here to demand tribute yes?” asked the bartender.
The Alpha paled and looked around the room again, “Uh, no I don’t think I will.”
“You sure?” asked the old bartender.
The Alpha glanced back at him and then at the humans.
“I’m sure!”