Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150308095306/@comment-29458028-20150309064635

Raytheon dragged his feet into the Imperial city, before he flirted casually with a female guard of Breton descent. His camp behavior obviously put her off, though.

He was about to just wave a cheery goodbye when a cutpurse attempted to steal his belongings. Raytheon shrugged, since the man would fail to steal his coin anyway, till the poor guy bumped into his face and scratched it.

"Fuck you, really" said Ratheon as he fired an icy spear through the kneecaps of the thief.

The man's eyes widened as Ratheon picked him up with one hand. The Breton - Snow elf hybrid picked the man up an said "don't scratch my face, asshole."

The thief was knocked unconscious when he was thrown into a wall...