Phoesune

“I wasn’t expecting them to just jump up and call my bluff like that!” Simeon yelled from under the arm of the rather larger thug that seem to be having his way with his head.

“You never listen! You always have to turn every conversation into a reason to get into a fight! If…”, before Simone could finish her sentence she had to place the broad side of a table leg firmly on the temple of a diving assailant. “As I was saying, When I get out of here, you and I are going to have a long talk about this.” She lands a boot firmly into the kidney of the thug on Simeon’s back. The thug gasps for air and pulls back releasing Simeon.

Leaning back and giving an elbow to the brute himself, Simeon rolls out from underneath. He looks at his sister and smiles, “I guess we can go now unless you have plans to continue this fight on your own.”

“No we can go. Ladies and Gents, thanks for your hospitality but I think we will be excusing ourselves for the evening!” Simone shouted from the doorway as her brother slipped past. “And barkeep, you should find our portion of the bill for this cleanup as the money those groaning lads there stole from us. Feel free to pay yourself well from their tips.” With a nod and a leap Simone was out the door and down the street after her brother.

Simeon and Simone, two most unlikely siblings in the world, but in this town they were a perfect match. You see Bricktown was a city of diversity and chaos. Lords and Ladies making deals with Thugs and Tramps were never uncommon here. Their mother was most definitely a lady, but their father was as roguish as can be found. Unfortunately he had met his end in a flourish of knives and blood.

Simeon, of course idolized his father and had taken to the streets at a very young age and loved the wild nights and the wild times. He got his education from his adopted fathers of the night and yet every morning he would be found sleeping like a babe in his room. For all his reckless abandon he was instilled with the care of his mother. His values were as hardened as his hands were callused.

Simone, sweet tough Simone, is a Lady of class and renown throughout Brickton. Her mother being the beautiful daughter of the baron had indeed not spared any of those virtues when it came to her daughter. She was raised with all the resources of her mother’s family and in light of her brother’s rather unappealing tastes given much of the graces he had denied. Simone knows and is known by all the nobility of this city. Yet under her lace and silk beats her father’s heart and his fire.

Yeah, it was destined for these two from birth to be as different as possible. In fact some priests here and there might even tell you they were foretold. As for me, I think the gods like to test mankind by giving them children such as these. They made them a mirror of their city to see if the city can survive as these in turn succeed or fail. Time will tell how things turn out and whether the gods are pleased, amused, or angered by the results of their adventures. As for me, I just enjoy watching over them. Perhaps someday these two will know I am there. Until then, I hope the city survives them as much as they survive the city.