Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150827123016/@comment-29458028-20150831061423

Raytheon got up from his seat in the inn after he finished his drink, ignoring the funny stares of the Nord that he defeated. The moment he stepped out of the inn, the Nord followed him with a group of friends and surrounded him.

"Didn't I say to leave me alone, you uncultured pricks?" said Raytheon, raising his hands.

"You see, little man, I want my money back" said the Nord, ignoring the fact that when Raytheon stood up, he didn't look quite as scrawny as earlier. He also just about matched the Nord in height, although he wad slimmer.

"Just leave, before I ... " Raytheon was interrupted when the Nord's fist caught him on his cheek, sending him sprawling back. He raised his hand and rubbed the damaged cheek, looking up with a sort of maniacal grin.

The Nord rushed forward with a snarl, but his hand was caught and Raytheon pivoted around to send him crashing straight into one of his friends, before leaping and stomping in both nords in the back, his armored boot shattering ribs. He turned and punched another Nord that came at him, his fist crushing the man's nose and shattering a jaw. The man crumpled to the ground. The next man who attacked him had both his arms broken so badly, the bone stuck out of the flesh.

"Told you you made a mistake. Muscles don't mean much if they aren't used often and aren't controlled by a good brain. Now run along" said Raytheon as he walked off, the last Nord stinking of his own urine.