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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Corinthi" data-source="post: 1197396" data-attributes="member: 8272">*Struggling against darker urges, Darthallys stalks away from the tavern, his hackles rising slowly along the back of his neck until they more resemble quills than fur. Animals shy away from the enraged mageblade as he passes, so palpitable is his aura of fury. Darthallys track's one mangy cur's retreat with his dark, bloodshot eyes. His eyes narrow slightly at the dog's flight.*     *Upon entering the blacksmith's shop, he waits for a pause between hammer strikes to call out,* "Smithy!"     *The hammering continues for a few moments more, then there is the hiss of steam. Shortly, thereafter, a heavyset man in a long leather apron walks into the front of the shop. A human who could be mistaken as a giant, the smith is burly and scarred from his life before the forge.* "Whaddya want?"     "Spikes, a hammer, and some chain. And a few metal flasks if you have something that intricate." *Darthallys manages to reply civilly.*     *The smith stews for a moment on the order, then spews a stream of brownish spit off to the side and resumes chewing some noxious root.* "Ayuh, I reckon I can manage the first part, but don't keep flasks on stock."     *Darthallys nods, both unsurprised and visibly repulsed by the man's spit.* "I did not entertain high hopes. Please, gather the goods and I'll be done with this malodorous place."      *The smithy's face darkens somewhat, then he replies with a sarcastic tone.* "Well, I'm sorry my shop disappoints you, m'lord. Mayhaps you should have had your boy come by in your stead, seeing as my place is beneath your standards."       "Today...today of all days is no time to test me, Human. Today, I've already accepted an insult so terrible it blackens my heart from a man I'd have died for. This is after I'm feeling unwell from a night of overconsumption. I recognize that you are a man of pride and some degree of skill. That's why I'll give you this one warning." *Darthallys looks up at the smith, eyes blazing with unconcealed rage and lips curling up to reveal snarling teeth.* "Do not test me again today, or I will bury your remains inside your forge so that you will still be able to provide your family one final meal!"     *Darthallys pauses and straightens, reaching up to smooth the fur around his muzzle.* "Now, gather me my goods and I will pay you handsomely for the trouble. Then I will leave, never to visit you again."</blockquote>

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