Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160623164644/@comment-13615389-20160623213414

The Redguard, barely coherent, managed to just narrowly deduce what exactly had happened to him, and let out a delayed scream of pain. The brigand frantically flailed about with his head in Ramol's iron grip, and scarcely managed to escape by falling off of his stool. Once the Redguard was back on his feet, he wiped blood from his nose stared back at Ramol seething with anger.

"Chu wanna fuckin' tango, chu rotter?!" He got into a poor fighting stance, grabbing his bottle and smashing it against the counter. "A'right lads, imma 'ave at this mingebag!"

The table that had been observing quickly sent someone to run deeper in the pub, likely to inform someone.