Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-25038310-20150620134203

"Keep playing." The redguard said, putting a .44 on the table. "We're just having a nice talk.." she claimed, smiling warmly.

Sander looked at the gun, and then gestured at Meledran to continue. "Why are you doing this?" He asked, glaring at the emissary.

"Simple - I will explain in a moment." The Breton replied instead. "You see, we don't like to put up with troublemakers. Now. Fucking. Continue." She threatened.

The emissaries all smirked at Meledran, eager to see what he would do - see through Sander's lie, or play along.

Sander wanted to grab his own pistol, but he just remembered that he was relieved of his weapons..

"You aren't on our side.." Sander muttered under his breath. "Never were.."