Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150516130656/@comment-5583506-20150516141343

Hassiri didn't like Silnius Lex. Not the least. The man reeked of cruelty and a guilt. For all he knew the Imperial noble had been responsible for the killing of at least a dozen farmers, all in order to purchase their lands for a cheaper prize. But he payed well, and in the end it was all that mattered. Another dead farmer...

"Well, performed, Khajiit", said the obese noble with a wet smirk on his meaty lips. "They didn't lie when they said that you were able to make it look like an accident."

The Khajiit grinded his canines discreetly. "Then you have gold for this one, yes?"

"Of course. There is more in it for you, if you would perhaps be so kind to look into yet another... hmm... well-payed job for me?"

Hassiri shook his head and quickly grabbed the purse of coins handed out before him. "Hassiri is done with killing defenseless farmers. This last one had a family."

"I am sure he did. But they will be... moved... to a better place. Of that I can assure you. I only want their lands, nothing more."

The Khajiit stared in discontempt at the fat Imperial. Except the life of the man who kept them alive...

"I trust that you had no trouble coming here?" asked Silnius. "And that you weren't seen? Don't think that I haven't seen your wanted posters."

"Trust in Khajiit", grumbled Hassiri and fastened the purse in his belt. "Besides, Hassiri believes that the price on this one's head is way too overrated. He may have killed, but so has plenty other mercenarie's that this one knows of, and they didn't even get half of the price that this one is worth."

"Maybe because they weren't... uhmm.... foreigners?"

The Khajiit glared at the noble. "Careful now, noble. Careful..."

Silnius chuckled. "Easy now, my friend. I have actually yet another job for you, and don't worry. It has nothing to do with removing farmers. I assure you."

Hassiri eyed the Imperial noble with some interest. "What... what do you have then?"

"Oh, it's nothing really. I just want you to go out and..."

Suddenly there was a loud scream coming from outside the window. Both Silnius and Hassiri turned hastily around to hear what was going on. There was a commotion from the outside which sounded just like a pack of rabid dogs had all of a sudden decided to attack the city. People screamed in panic and agony as the sound of limbs tore apart and blood spilling onto the streets filled the air.

"What in the world is going on out there?!" exclaimed Silnius with a visual expression of fear on his round, saggy face.

Hassiri quickly dragged the crossbow from his back and readied a bolt to be fired. "This one doesn't know, but it sounds like no good."

"Where... where are you going?!" said the noble worryingly when he saw the Khajiit heading for the door. "You... you have to protect me!"

"Says who? The dead farmer?"

"I can... I can pay! I can pay you gold in plenty! Yes! Gold in plenty! Sounds good, right?"

"Be quiet", said the Khajiit and slid the entrance door open.

He could barely believe his eyes when he saw it. The streets were roaming with a horde of people who seemed to be attacking other people with teeths and nails and with whatever means they could, almost like if they were possessed or had all of a sudden taken on the traits of vicious predatory animals.

"W-what's going on out there?" shuddered the obese man.

"Sorry, Silnius. But you are on your own. Khajiit is leaving. Perhaps you can seek protection on one of those farms you have 'bought', no?"

The noble grabbed the Khajiit by his quilted leather armor. "Didn't you hear me, you furry mongrel?! I told you to protect me!"

"Get away from this one!" growled Hassiri.

As from pure instinct or reflex, Hassiri fired the crossbow straight underneath Silnius double chin, sending the bolt piercing through the obese man's jaws and skull. He hadn't actually meant for him to die, but when the Imperial had grabbed him, he had reacted accordingly.

Silnius collapsed backwards onto the floor with a loud thud and a gruesome sound coming from the back of his throat. Hassiri wasn't actually pleased to see the man die, but then again he wasn't sad that he had killed him. He was indifferent. The man had gotten what he had deserved, nothing more and nothing less.

Just another bounty on my head, this one guesses.

Seeing as the streets in front of the manor was occupied with bloodthirsty human beings, Hassiri decided to withdraw to the second floor of the estates, jumping out of a window and landing softly on his paws in the garden. He needed to head to the Talos Plaza District... and fast... No matter what was about to happen in the city, he felt that he wanted no part in it.