[ WP ] Ugly protagonist

Halstead took a sip from his mug of ale, letting the atmosphere of the tavern wash over him. The sound of voices mulling together into a mumbled droll filled the air, and he could smell the mixture of hot meat, cold ale along with the hundreds of different mixtures that animated from each individual person that sat in the tavern with him. The waitress's cheap perfume, the woodsman's forest musk, even the guardsman's layered sweat from wearing chainmail all day titillated his senses. 
 
 `` Hey Hon, want another pint?'' The waitress had ambled over to him unexpectedly while he was busy admiring, and blushing he nodded his head, hearing his pint being refilled with cold ale. he took a sip and sighed happily to show his satisfaction before placing a copper piece on the table. The waitress slid the coin off the table and walked off, putting it into her apron. 
 
 He was just about ready to leave when he heard a the sound of hands slamming wood along with the impact of a fist meeting some poor persons face. `` You son of a bitch! I saw you peeking at my cards!'' Two burly men whom had come to the small town for some reason stood over one of the younger guardsman as he nursed his face. 
 
 `` No, I was n't I swear! I would never do that!'' The poor guardsman was still fresh and the impact against his face had caused his face to swell along with a slight nosebleed. `` Fuck you, you lying prick! I know you were looking at my cards! Now, I'm gon na make sure you never peek again!'' The large man picked the young guardsman up and threw him across a table, which buckled under the mans weight. 
 
 `` Now you two stop it! This is a nice establishment, I'm going to have to ask you two to leave immediately!'' The waitress who had served Halstead his drink was marching over to stop the two men, when suddenly Halstead heard a loud slap echo across the room. The waitress whimpered as she fell to the floor. 
 
 `` Shut your trap, bitch! Ai n't no woman gon na tell me what to do!'' The large man was bending down to grab the woman when out of nowhere a hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, the hand belonged to Halstead. 
 
 `` What do you think you are doing, you old bastard!'' The large man tried to pry himself free, but Halstead's grip would not budge. The large man tried and tried to free himself but it was no use, and with great anger he threw a punch at Halstead, who maneuvered his away around the punch and with a twist had the mans arm turned so the elbow facing him before turning and pushing the arm against his side, causing the large mans arm to snap with an audible sound. 
 
 The man screamed as Halstead let go, turning just as a chair slammed where he used to be. The large mans other friend had tried to hit him with a chair and Halstead juked to face him at the side, letting out a kick that hit the man in the side of the kneecap, causing it to snap at the force. The large mans friend instantly crumpled. 
 
 Halstead moved with the momentum and with his hand, palmed the large man in the solar plexus, knocking the wind out of him and toppling him to the ground. Halstead breathed a sigh as the waitress got up, nursing her bruised cheek. 
 
 `` Helga, are you okay?'' Halstead said to the waitress and she nodded, saying `` Yes, I'll be fine, the bastard only slapped me is all.'' 
 
 `` Well, that's good at least. Could you be a dear and help me with my coat, I'm a little shorthanded.'' Halstead wiggled the stump of what used to be his right arm, and Helga could n't help but laugh at Mr. Halstead's sense of humor, even for his age. She retrieved his coat and helped him in it, noting the tied knot in the right arm sleeve, and he waved to everyone good bye as the guards finally arrived. 
 
 Just as he exited the door, Helga ran up to him, and he felt her hand on his shoulder. `` Yes, may I help you?'' Halstead said. 
 
 `` Mr. Halstead, you forgot your cane.'' Helga placed the cane in his hand, and he smiled again, shaking his head. `` My, I am getting forgetful, I would never have been able to find my door without this. Thank you Helga.'' He turned his grayed blank eyes to Helga's direction and nodded, who nodded in return despite realizing he could n't see her do it. 
 
 `` Thank you again, Mr. Halstead. I do n't know what I would have done if you were n't here tonight.'' He smiled and said nothing before turning and tapping the ground with his cane as Helga watched before he disappeared around the bend.
