Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150116141921/@comment-25418438-20150118083116

Malachi staggered out of the Bannered mare as the ground beneath him appeared to shift You're drunk idiot, find your horse and regain contact with your employers he thought to himself as he continued to the main gate. Malachi pushed the gate open (albeit with a lot of struggle and eventually with help from the guard), staggered down to the stables, tripping over in the process several times and yelled out to the stable boy "You there ssssadle me my horssse"

"umm I don't recall you leaving your horse with us" The stable boy replied.

"Are you calling me a liar boy?" Malachi drew his dagger and gave the boy a threatening look.

"You appear to be so drunk that you have forgotten that you teleported to whiterun, Redguard" A Guard had appeared from nowhere "Now sheathe your blade and enter the carriage so you don't ride off a cliff or butcher someone in a drunken rage"

Malachi entered the carriage with assistence from the guard and the stable boy

"Take me to the imperial city"

"I can only take you as far as falkreath friend"

"Ssure thing"

The carriage pulled away and was quickly out of the sight of Whiterun when Malachi drew his dagger again this time against the throat of the carriage driver and slit it with venomous fury. Malachi kicked the now dead driver out of the carriage and proceeded to direct the horses towards the road to Cyrodiil.