Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150112130316/@comment-25038310-20150113060022

Antoine Masked-Eye looked sideways for a moment at the figure, staring for a few seconds until he turned back to eating his food. He was - obviously - not the talkative or social type.

Right at that moment, a small group of 3 people entered the bar - also cloaked - they silently closed the door behind them - and took a seat next to Antoine.

"Antoine.. we'd like to have it now."

Antoine looked sideways, widening his eyes. He tried exiting, but there was also a figure behind him and next to him.

"Fuck you." Antoine replied after a few seconds.

Right at that moment, Antoine felt some sort of needle being stabbed into his back - and brought forth a small grunt of pain. He tried reaching for his weapons, but he lost all his sense.

He fell down on the ground behind him - paralyzed. The figures looked at him and grinned, before one took him on his shoulders.

"Ward! One room! Our buddy here is a bit wasted! I warned him that would happen if you drink too much wine.."

One figure walked over to the counter and put down 10 septims, while the others took Antoine to an empty room, and closed the door behind them.