Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150722092936/@comment-5583506-20150724004111

"Mhmm", she murmured. "Shakti doubt however that they will try anything like it again for a while."

As soon as she had finished her sentence the door to the inn swung open, revealing the four men from earlier. The Breton had a bloodied nose, the Redguard and the Imperial had bandaged their arms and the Nord had wrapped a linen cloth around his forehead.

"Oh, nevermind", sighed the Khajiit.

The men didn't seem to recognise Shakti from behind and headed up to the counter.

"Hey, Berbrand", said the Breton to the innkeeper. "Have you seen a Khajiiti bitch around here somewhere?"

Shakti burped indifferently. "Khajiit is sitting right here, short rounds."

The mens' mouths all twitched with restrained anger as they crept up behind her. Shakti poured herself yet another flagon.

"Foolish choice of words, Khajiit", hissed the Breton with the broken nose. "And it was stupid of you to resist us. If you only had a clue of what sort of contacts I have in this town you would have stripped at my command by the second."

"Mmmhm", murmured Shakti in response and drank her fourth flagon of plum juice.

"So, tell you what. You follow us up to the second floor and let us all have our way with you, and I might not send the Dark Brotherhood after you and have flayed alive? Sounds fair?"

"You people don't know when to quit, do you?" muttered Shakti. "Besides, Khajiit would sooner bed this asshole here rather than any of you skewer feces", she said and made a gesture at Ragnar. "Piss off."

The Breton shrugged. "Quite a mouth you've got there." He then glared at Ragnar. "So, this man is your lover?"

"Oh, yeah. Definitely", lied Shakti. "Far more man than the manliest of men. Far more man than any of you pricks could ever dream of becoming."

"And what would you say if we killed him?"

Shakti snickered. "I would probably say how it comes that you are all still alive and still having this conversation."

The men drew their weapons and the innkeeper hit the floor. Shakti however didn't move an inch. She still had some more plum juice to finish...