The Start Of Something New

Our tale begins with two as of then, unbeknownst friends, arriving in a town, one to test his skills, the other to use them.  …………………………………………………….
“Man this town is so full of weaklings… how the heck do they survive with a dungeon so close? ...”  “Oh well... All I know is they wouldn’t last five minutes back in my tribe.”  With this the Kitsune decided he had nothing better to do than hit the local tavern, he had already stalked up on supplies for his delve into the nearby dungeon, and where else could he expect to find any talent at all?
“Welcome… uh... stranger… you a kitsune? We don’t get many of your kind around here, what can I do you for?”
“Ah not much, just here for some ale before I head out tomorrow… (And maybe I can find someone that actually has some sort of useful skill around here)… I’ll take a pint please.” The Kitsune quietly took to a table in the far corner of the tavern.
A hooded figure swiftly entered the tavern, noticed only by the Kitsune, thanks to his sharp senses.  Realizing he had been noticed the newcomer quietly made his way to the Kitsune and sat down next to him.
As soon as the hooded figure had sat down a small group of town’s guards burst into the tavern “He must be in here! Search everyone that’s wearing a cloak!” Bellowed the officer that was clearly in command.  With this the hooded figure motioned to the Kitsune to keep quiet.  The Soldiers then began to systematically search all the peoples that were wearing cloaks, flipping their hoods off and then tossing them aside, one extremely unlucky person was pushed aside and straight onto the kitsune’s tail….
“OWWWWW!!!!!!!!” yelped the Kitsune in pain. Enraged he swiftly got up, turned around and punched the poor soul right in the shoulder, resulting in a sickening snapping sound as the bone broke.  “Owww! You son of a b**ch! What the f**k was that for?! You freaking insane fox!” exclaimed the seething kid.  
“That’s what you get for stepping on my tail, you ‘lil’ brat!”
Seeing his way out of this mess the beguiler, who was the only one still cloaked, seized the opportunity to attempt his escape.
“It seems that this fox has quite the ‘short’ temper, this could work to my advantage…” thought the beguiler to himself.  With a wave of his hand the beguiler made the injured kid’s mind go blank, and he ‘convinced’ the boy to say…
“Who are you calling 'lil'!?!? Small fry!” yelled the boy
The kitsune’s fur went up on end in rage, that was the last straw, nobody called him short! (He had always been self conscious of his small stature) The fox barbarian saw nothing but white rage as he beat the kid unconscious, and injured any who tried to stop him, until a Town’s Guard knocked him out with the hilt of their sword.
In the fray of the ensuing bar fight the beguiler tried to make his escape, seeing as all the attention was on the flailing, and apparently rabid fox. He successfully made it to the back door, but was struck in the back of the head by a crazy drunk’s bottle…
Our two ‘heroes’ awoke the next day to find themselves locked in a cell.
“Ugh… Wha… happened?”  Asked the Kitsune.
“Well…. A kid stepped on your tail, and then called you short, then you knocked him unconscious. After that, the guards arrested you for disturbing the peace and personal injury.”  Said the beguiler.
“Serves him right, you know what it feels like to have someone step on your…oh wait… you’re a elf. They… don’t have tails”.  
“Uh, yeah…. I can’t imagine what that would feel like though.”
“Its like a *clears throat* shot for your backside”
“Okay then…”
“So, anyways, why where those guards after you.”
“Well it’s a long story. In the last town I was in, I heard rumors about a great treasure near this town.”
“Oh you must mean the dungeon, I would be on my way there as we speak if I weren’t locked up.”
“Yeah that’s the place. I’d be heading there too.”
“What makes you think you can survive a dungeon?” The kitsune said mockingly.
“Well, what makes YOU THINK YOU CAN?! … Shorty!” retorted the beguiler.
This made the kitsune furious, but before he could react the beguiler waved his hands and the Kitsune’s vision tuned to a swirl of colors, as the beguiler disappeared into nothingness.
“*Incoherent curses of kitsunian, and common*” retorted the enraged Kitsune. “Where are YOU?!”
With another wave of his hands the beguiler rendered the Kitsune immobile.  “That’s what I thought!” exclaimed the triumphant beguiler
Later, after the magic of the spells wore off, and the beguiler became visible again, the kitsune retorted, “Fine, now that I know you can do… that… I won’t fight you, just… don’t bring up my height…. I know I’m ‘short’ by your standards.”  “By the way my name is Gonreizar, and THIS is what I can do…” With those words the Kitsune Barbarian Gonreizar proceeded to punch the stone wall, leaving a sizable dent in the stone.
“Wow…. impressive” “Well nice to formally meet you Gonrizhar…. My name is Eldon.”
“Ah-hem… well my name is Gonreizar, not Gonrizhar…. But yes its good to meet you.”
“O.k. so your name is Gonray-E-czar?”
“No… Gonreizar!”
“Gohnri…. ghonry…gonryh…o.k. forget it I’m just going call you Gon!”
“O.k. whatever works, just don’t call me short, or anything like it…”  “So anyways, why were the guards chasing you again?”
"I heard about the treasure, I tried to find info. about it.  Some nobles knew some things, so I played a game of Three Dragon Ante with them. The stakes were if I won, they told me.  I won, they didn’t tell me, so I made them, with a spell, that’s when I found out about the dungeon, I’m not much into adventuring most of the time but this is big… Then, the Nobles bribed the guards to arrest me, not to mention… I did pick pocket them on my way out… I could have gone invisible but the guards have a way to detect magical presences, so that wouldn’t have helped, nor any of my magic for that matter…”  
“Wow, nice…” “This guy could be a valuable asset to me… if we get out of this mess were in….” thought Gonreizar quietly to himself.
“Well, as it seems we may be in here a while, you want to make an alliance?”
“Um sure… that sounds good, shake on it?”
“Sure…”
And thus began a friendship that would take our two ‘heroes’ to new places, on many adventures, and to the meeting of many other friends……………………
~ Toklan