Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150312045445/@comment-29458028-20150313130104

"Well, not so pretty lady, umm, what about you get me a ... Fuck! No!" shouted Raytheon as he kicked the table over. A few ice spikes stuck through the table, but none made is through. Anyone else in between the table and the attacker, like the waitress, would probably be mince meat.

"Damnit, another idiot coming for us..." said Raytheon as he pushed Amelie away, rolling backwards, as an icy spear shattered the table. A completely white argonian in silvery armor laughed, saying "Xiuhcoatl, the frost dragon will kill you today!"

"Not if I kill your first, asshole. Come at me!" said Raytheon as he drew his sword. He was ready to duck in case it was needed. The lizard had drew his own sword, a nasty, serrated Stalhrim rapier.