Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150814172530/@comment-29559990-20150818195342

While the others were discussing the next phase of their journey, Denon had pulled his comrade out into the hallway.

"What in oblivion were you thinking?!" Denon quietly yelled.

"I heard Kill Vampires, so i decided to kill vampires," Vordel grinned.

"Listen, Den, you don't know those things like i do. You don't know undead, wicked things like I do. And I know for a fact that if we let those things run free, they will come back, and they will put this place in danger again. They always do. I don't want that to happen, do you?"

"They will not," Denon retaliated. "If they have a brain in their head, they..."

"If they had a brain in their fuckin' heads, they wouldn't have done this shit'n the first place! The only thing those creatures know is kill and cause trouble. I guarentee you, in a weeks time, they'll be off and killing again! We need to end this now."

Vordel tried to re-enter, but Denon moved in front of the doorway. "Move!"

"No."

"You know, for someones who all for justice, i'd think you'd understand..."

"For someone brought up by Hafnir, I'd think you'd understand..." Denon interrupted, before he was interrupted by Vordel's massive hands clutching Denon's throat.

"Don't you fucking ever, EVER, speak of him again, you mangy wood elf."

He cast Denon aside with great ease and was about to re-enter the room again, but he suddenly stopped and sighed.

"Hafnir was a good man," Vordel admitted. "But that's why he's not here."

Vordel re-entered the room, much calmer now. Denon remained outside, gulping down air that Vordel had denied him.