Mal Malenkirk
First Post
You step in the street. The citizens of Daunton have cleared out of the immediate vicinity in a hurry.
You see the hobgoblin violently strike the innkeeper with an open handed slap that will probably ring in his ears for days.
-''This is isn’t an option. This isn’t a discussion. You are in my territory and you owe me.''
-''Fu... you...'' spits the innkeeper
This cause laughter amongst the Hobgoblin’s gang. They are closer in number to company and no matter how confident you might (or not!) be, it’s hard not to wonder if there might not be too many to intervene.
The Hobgoblin Grabs hold
-''You think I want to waste my time with you? I got a war to wage with what’s left of Rinch’s gang before that ghoul inevitably resurrects. So if you cause me too much grief on my collection run, I will burn your bloody inn to the ground with you inside as an example to the others. This is my neighbourhood. Everybody pays protection, understand?'' he snarls.
You see the hobgoblin violently strike the innkeeper with an open handed slap that will probably ring in his ears for days.
-''This is isn’t an option. This isn’t a discussion. You are in my territory and you owe me.''
-''Fu... you...'' spits the innkeeper
This cause laughter amongst the Hobgoblin’s gang. They are closer in number to company and no matter how confident you might (or not!) be, it’s hard not to wonder if there might not be too many to intervene.
The Hobgoblin Grabs hold
-''You think I want to waste my time with you? I got a war to wage with what’s left of Rinch’s gang before that ghoul inevitably resurrects. So if you cause me too much grief on my collection run, I will burn your bloody inn to the ground with you inside as an example to the others. This is my neighbourhood. Everybody pays protection, understand?'' he snarls.
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