Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150926134001/@comment-24736819-20150930050707

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"Where to?", Destro asked, respectfully.

Maximus walked around the temple, occasionaly tapping his cane against the ground as if checking the ground's stability. Destro wanted to say something, but refrained to do so until he managed to get what he wanted from the Priestess.

"The nerves!", the rich merchant exclaimed, charging against Carden, "Studying?! You defilled my daughter, you flea-infested scum!"

It was a pathetic scene, because even if the merchant had that dagger since the beginning of his career he never really had to use it...or practiced with it. The bard was quick in his movements to escape the merchant's rage and when he faked a turn to dodge the tenth attempt to gut him, the merchant ended up slipping on the silk bed sheet which his daughter dropped earlier.

"Run, hurry!", Alina mouthed to Carden when her father almost lost consciousness on the ground. She didn't even had to repeat it, in no time Carden found his way back into the room upstairs and retrieved his things before jumping out the window.

He managed to land steadily, still half-naked. Naturally, he drawed some attention and as he walked back to the Inn, Carden answered the curiosity of the bystanders with a humorous greeting.