Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-5824038-20151130192046

(Seems cool, Dragon. Except that the cutlasses won't be able to completely stop the blood clotting, otherwise a small nick would eventually kill someone.)

Talyaras looked around in interest. This pub seemed alright. Off in the corner there were some large brutish thugs playing poker dice. The barkeeper was busy yelling at the serving wenches to hurry up. A Redguard sat alone with a bottle in his hand, glaring at the other patrons.

'Okay then,' she began. 'Why don't you start off, Azirath? Why were you trying to kill Sebastien?'