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 Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 9:13 pm
"You best be moving along before someone gets hurt."
Altos firmly planted his massive fist on the bar in a violent manner.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 9:50 pm
"Don't be such a dramaqueen. All I said was your watch looked nice."
Higuera grew tense. The two men now facing each other faced each other.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 9:55 pm
"Damn, Bosmer. You children wouldn't know what a real man was if he impregnated your wife folk."
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:00 pm
He raised a brow, now showing a vein on his head.
"What was that?
Higuera clenched his fist, he was prepared to ******** you, Nord. You want to insult me? Then do it like a man."
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:08 pm
"You want to talk like men?", Altos said calmly, "THEN WE SHALL FIGHT LIKE MEN!
Altos, at this point had unlatched his steel mace from his belt and let it hit the wood floor.
Altos stood up from his stool and took his gloves off to reveal bloodied, bruised and callous knuckles.
Altos attempts to deck Higuera in the side of the head with a fist that's roughly half the size of his face.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:12 pm
Higuera swiftly grabbed the stool he was sitting on and let it take the rocket of a fist, shattering to pieces Higuera dropped the base and threw his sword to floor as well.
"Let's do this"
A maniacal eye lead his knuckles to the eye of the opponent.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:20 pm
Altos took a step back as he took in the fact that a fist so small could do so much damage. He felt the swelling instantly.
He took a few more steps back, furthering himself from Higuera.
Then he let out a battle cry that the count most likely heard. Altos charged with the strength and ferocity of a bull. Bashing the Bosmer's shoulder and picking him up, he threw him across the room. Higuera landed on a recently vacated table.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:27 pm
To the surprise of the audience Higuera rose from the table's remains.
He only let out a grunt of rage and with a single kick, smashed a near support stand. With no delay the section roofing above Altos collapsed onto the nord.
Higuera smirked.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 10:59 pm
There was a silence. Higuera thought he'd killed Altos....and so did the crowd.
A large section of roof shook as Altos lifted it off himself. Higuera noticed the thick banister that Altos seemed to be carrying with mal-intent.
He threw the banister javelin style at the elf.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 3:03 pm
Anrel looked up from her letter, not in the least surprised that someone was calling for her attention. She finished her writing with a flourish and folded it. With the burning candle on her small writing desk she dripped wax on the paper and with her ring, she stamped it. She nodded approvingly down at it before standing. She pushed open the ancient doors and smiled widely. "E'lara!" she said, her arms open in greeting. She motioned for the argonian to follow and stepped back into her room. The dagger was on the table, shining and flickering in the torch light. "I am happy you are here." she said. She returned briefly to her work, organizing her desk and cleaning her quill. "Is there something I can help you with?"
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Prince Aegon Targaryen VI
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 3:49 pm
The door was answered by a High Elf male. Didn't say his name, something about him suggested this would be shadowy work. Perhaps he would have some competition. There was some ancient Alyeid Relic to recover, had Arcane properties. The Elf stressed the urgency of this mission, and promised that the pay would be very good. He was then shuffled back out.
Briefest meeting in his life. Traditionally he would share a glass of wine with his client. Shame that. Never start an adventure without a proper drink. He began making his way back through the city streets. He would have to pop into the shops to pick up some supplies, perhaps stop back at that Inn and investigate their Wine selection. Then it would be back off to his boat.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 3:58 pm
After stopping in at some shops, the Blacksmith, General Store, Alchemist and Book Shop (Although the Books were more for entertainment during the trip.) Thomas found himself back in the bar, dodging a Javelin that had been thrown across the room. Waving to his Kajhit friend from earlier he darted across to the bar, slamming a few Septims on the counter he said "Glass of your finest wine, please." The proprietor seemed quite shocked that he was ordering a drink during a brawl, but he didn't mind, that was a part of his mystique.
From his seat at a bar-stool he called out at the brawlers "You two seem quite talented. I don't suppose either of you are looking for work?" The patron had made the job sound quite dangerous. Perhaps hiring some extra muscle would prove beneficial? Besides, it was a hefty reward. It would be easy to split two or three ways.
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Prince Aegon Targaryen VI
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 4:20 pm
"Good evening Anrel" E'lara said with a toothy grin as she followed the Dark elf woman into her dimly lit room. "i have come to see if you have any contracts for me" she said as she sat at the small table. she noticed the dagger on the table, she picked it up admiring the craftsmanship that had gone into the silver work, she ran her finger across the blade, feeling the power flowing through it, it was obviously enchanted.
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