It pretty much started out a day like none other for you with the exception of the Vaizel Fighting Festival. You woke up early to get down to the bar to make sure it was all nice and spic and span for your boss when he came in for inspection before the event.
"Y/N!" You heard the low voice of your boss boom out from behind the counter.
"Yes sir, what is it?" You spoke as you cleaned off the rest of the tables.
"I think I'm pretty much set here. Things look good. I need you to go to the Fighting Arena and broadcast our bar. You're going to be our poster girl for the day." He handed you a bunch of fliers when you made your way over to him and you took them, looking down and reading the writing.
"Alright. You need me to go there now?"
"Yeah. They should start the preliminary round in about a half an hour. So, hurry over there before they start talking." He gave a pat on your shoulder and you were off. You headed down the streets of your town.
After a bit, you made your way across the bridge and to the top of the Great Vaizel Rock. There were people, upon people, upon people littering the area. You took this opportunity to basically throw your fliers in people's faces and yell the name of your bar.
"Get your beer after the show! Head on down to Pete's Row!" You chanted and chanted until you fell into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry about that. This place gets so crowded." You spoke as you fixed yourself steadily on your feet.
"Oh no worries. It's not every day that a pretty lady such as yourself falls into me." You rose your head to the voice and your face fell upon this man with silvery pale blue hair and eyes as red as blood with a scar on the left side of his face and neck.
"I uh..." Your eyes trailed down to his body, man, was he muscular. You had to make sure you weren't drooling. He was wearing only an apron that said Boar Hat with red pants underneath. Your eyebrows furrowed slightly at the man's get-up. "I'm still sorry." You said to the extremely attractive man.
"You were yelling something out when you had run into me." The man spoke as he looked you over causing you to blush slightly.
"Uh, oh yeah. I'm just promoting my work place. Pete's Row. It's a bar." You told the man and he listened intently.
"And that's in this town?" He slightly yelled over all the commotion coming from the soon to be participants.
"Yeah, it's kind of in the center. It's not really hard to miss, but here." You handed him the flier and he took it, examining it then placing it somehow in his apron.
"Well, I'm sure I'll find it. I'd love to get a drink with you." He flashed his teeth at you with a grin and you were oh so suddenly intrigued with the man.
"I can get a drink for you, not with you. Can't drink on the job." You tilted your head with a smile. "I have to continue yelling and handing these out before the prelims start. I'll see you around?" You waved at him as you started to turn.
"You definitely will... by the way..." You started walking away and he started to get louder. "Do I get a name?!"
You stopped with a smile and turned to face him, people walking between your view of him, only showing you glimpses of the tall man. "Y/N, it's Y/N."
"Y/N." He slightly whispered out then nodded. "I'm Ban."
"Well. I'll see you around Ban." You yelled as you turned back around and got lost within the crowd.
You were able to hand out quite a bit more fliers before the announcer's voice boomed throughout the crowd of people. "Alright everyone! The preliminary round is about to start. So, head on up to the stage and get ready to fight it out! Tourist, travelers, children, even Holy Knights may enter! Just come on up here on the stage. Winner walks away with 100 gold coins and this year, we will be giving the winner this artifact!" His hand swept over to the place that held the hammer. You could hear a bunch of 'ooo's' and 'ahh's'.
