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Vordel nodded and took down another gulp. "Maybe we'll go somewhere nice. Like Valenwood. Or Hammerfell..."

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Kazrris watched as he went. Much of the self pity he was feeling soon turned to a boiling rage. Who was Vordel to tell him how to feel? And how dare he throw him down the steps like a wandering alley cat. How fucking dare him?!

With balled up fists, Kazrris marched back through the inn and threw the door open. Vordel took note and watched him with a nasty glare. "You still crying, Kaz?"

The answer game in the form of Kazrris's fist rocketing into the Dunmer's face, and sending him off his stool with a sickening crack!