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Post by Grumbaki on Jan 7, 2005 4:46:48 GMT
Heort looked at the scene of carnage with wide eyes. Five men lay on the floor and from the looks of it only one was still alive, though he hoped that he was wrong. Heort knew that he had served enough fighting days as any man should, but this insane. The dwarf alone had taken down four men with his bear hands, displaying a kind of savage strength that he the most brutal of orcs could have. The elf had held up well too, bludgeoning a man down with a pair of chair legs. He quickly came to the conclusion that he couldn't take these two on, even though he was armed they soon could be as well. No, better to just get them out of here...He looked around for back up but the bar had already emptied; they were alone. He decided to speak to the elf, he looked the smarter of the two; he at least went into the fight armed, unlike the dwarf. Still, for all of this thought his mind and his mouth were two seperate entities. All he could manage to say was:
"What the hell happened here?"
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Post by Drasanil on Jan 7, 2005 4:52:56 GMT
Anruil tossed away the two chair legs just as the last man ran out of the bar at the sight of Heort, once again the elf proved he was better shot when he wasn't trying to hit people than when he actualy aiming for them! As one of the wooden legs impacted with the back of the man's skull causing him to drop to the floor quite stunned.
[glow=darkblue,2,300]"Well we were just having a good brawl is all... then that idiot got himself killed when I was trying to stun him!"[/glow] Anruil replied in an insulted tone at the thought of the human lying on the floor with no shoulder to speak of.
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Post by Grumbaki on Jan 7, 2005 4:55:46 GMT
Heort just looked at the elf with a stunned look on his face. Sven felt like he needed to help out.
"Aye, I nay meant to kill any o' the lads. I nay e'en used me 'dusters! It nay our fault that manlings be so weak an' frail that a single headbutt will kill 'em."
The man who had been crippled had thankfully stopped screaming and was only whimpering on the ground.
Heort finally said in a slow, level tone
"Neither of you are welcome here anymore. Both of you, get out. If you ever come here again the watch will be called." His grip on his axe tightened in case the lunatics decided to attack him next.
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Post by Drasanil on Jan 7, 2005 4:59:20 GMT
Anruil straightened out his shirt and picked up what few of the items on the floor which were his before turning to step out of the door. [glow=darkblue,2,300]"Well if you're go-nna be THAT way... I don't want to drink here 'ny more!"[/glow] the elf replied turning one last time to face Heort before continuing as a thought passed his head; [glow=darkblue,2,300]"But since I need to find a new place to drink at... got any recommendations or directions to your competitors?"[/glow]
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Post by Grumbaki on Jan 7, 2005 5:01:50 GMT
Heort smiled. "Morgaan's temple. It'll open after the sun goes down. Just go down the street out there, make two rights and then a left. Can't miss it."
Sven stomped past the two and looked behind him. "Well elfling, lets go find this tavern! I -hic- be thirsty!"
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Post by Drasanil on Jan 7, 2005 5:08:29 GMT
Anruil smiled as he staggered out of the inn then turned to Sven; [glow=darkblue,2,300]"Th-ink the...they'll let us get drunk proper like before the brawl? I still had two tankards left!"[/glow]
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Post by Grumbaki on Jan 7, 2005 5:11:37 GMT
Sven valiantly fought against the rising vomit, and wonders upon wonders he was victorious! And the people rejoiced. Weary from the battle he managed to shrug. He looked up at Anruil and said
"Ach...by the way, what the bloody fook be ye name? Or shall I jus' call ye elfling?"
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Post by Drasanil on Jan 7, 2005 5:13:57 GMT
Anruil giggled idioticly for a few seconds before replying in norse having once again confused it with old worlder; [glow=darkblue,2,300]"uh my name... right! Its Anruil... and yours is S-Sv-Sven aye?"[/glow]
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Post by Grumbaki on Jan 7, 2005 5:15:32 GMT
Sven laughed and slapped Anruil on the back, nearly knocking the elf over. "AYE!" The two were nearly at Morgaan's temple and night was falling. The amount of people on the streets quickly diminished into all but none, and these people didn't look twice at the site of two drunken people covered in blood. If Sven noticed he gave no sign.
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Post by Brad the Inhaler on Jan 7, 2005 11:46:04 GMT
OOC: 60XP each
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Post by Drasanil on Jan 7, 2005 17:29:10 GMT
[OOC: Thanks ]
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Post by Grumbaki on Jan 7, 2005 17:54:41 GMT
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