Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191117092712

HambleBee wrote: "Yes yes, I am aware." Brass-Eyes answered, having being used to prejudice during his visit to other settlements.

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The drunkard tried to pull his arm off of Torsten, but in his inebriated state, he couldn't do much but to try raking at the latter's eye next as a cheap shot with his other hand, after dropping his bottle of Flin.

As he was allowed to, Brass-Eyes soon entered Davon's Watch and was, as predicted by Dravis, was met with the wary eyes of Dunmer natives and hushed whispers.

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"You piece of shit!" Torsten cursed out loud as he then slugged the drunk Dunmer right across his face. With the drunk stunned, he immediately grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt and dragged him to the inn's exit.