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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nephtys" data-source="post: 3775080" data-attributes="member: 31780">"By all means, sir, you are welcome to leave at any time." The barkeep growls back, but retreats behind his bardisk.--As the heroes talk and enjoy what's left of their drinks amidst the the dead and the dying the fog fades away and Bleck'oggcht disappears around a mawful of human flesh seconds before the tentacles vanish. A piece of a womans tigh falls wetly to the floor, still half-clad in dirty cloth.Shortly after the City watch appear at the doors; A huge Vrock in a guardsmans uniform and mithral chain bedecked in what seems to be a considerable wealth in magic items squeezing its way trough the door with a murderous expression on its face. "The Lady's Peace is not to be broken. Especially not by scum like you." It grates in a voice like nails on a blackboard, and looks at the people in the bar, as several Babau and Wrocks teleport in around it. "You will all come with us for interrogations..." It looks at you again and hesitates, its face darkening as it listens to a telepathic voice. "...But that shall be suspended for the time being." It turns its head towards the barkeep who looks suddenly very pale as some message pass between the two, before it reaches down and rips an arm off the dead Blackcloak for emphasis.Next round:...Tossing the appendage aside with a disgusted look it teleports out, soon followed by its subordinates.ooc: Good RP-ing everyone <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /></blockquote>

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