Derrick gives a huff not directed at anyone in particular, perhaps it's directed at the stranger paying them too much attention, perhaps at is empty glass or something of the sort. He'll pour himself another glass and gesture for the sea-elf not to buy a drink for Ackalon and Thromgril but rather just get two more glasses and he'll pour some of the fine whiskey he's drinking for the two of them.
Men'Thar-The Lost Patriarch
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deadestdai
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Even Skarsus, noticed the elf and dwarf and halfelf's sly glances toward the cowled figure. Seeing that it has glowing red eyes reminded him of the daemons from his grandfather's tales and stirred up a little fear from his childhood years (That and the fact that the creature's massive two handed sword sunk into the floorboards gave him cause for a little worry. Trying his best to be sly, Skarsus let his hand drop to the hilt of his sword, incase any trouble should errupt.
DralonXitz
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As the heroes return to the table and drink their liquors, Zar slowly looks at the man, taking in his inferno red eyes as they beat into his mind. Derrik gives the man a quick glance as well, sensing something dangerous about him. Though that could be expected, he didn't exactly give off the , I'm your Local Peace Worker! vibe.
Then, as Zar looks at him, he notices something odd. Across his pure black form, a silver Demon emblazoned in the center, with blood red eyes. As he is momentarily taken by the image, the man stands up, a distinct sound of a massive thick cloak being moved as he slowly gripped the huge greatsword. As the man's armored hand wrapped around the handle, three rubies glowed across the blade, along with a long string of text in some completly unknown language. He then powerfully forces it from the ground and ties it across his back diagnally and starts to stride across the bar, every step sending a thunderwave across the floor.
The tavern goes silent. The elves stos singing as he heads for the door. Then, about halfway there, he slowly stops, directly behind Skarsus and coldly says, "Your done."
Then, as Zar looks at him, he notices something odd. Across his pure black form, a silver Demon emblazoned in the center, with blood red eyes. As he is momentarily taken by the image, the man stands up, a distinct sound of a massive thick cloak being moved as he slowly gripped the huge greatsword. As the man's armored hand wrapped around the handle, three rubies glowed across the blade, along with a long string of text in some completly unknown language. He then powerfully forces it from the ground and ties it across his back diagnally and starts to stride across the bar, every step sending a thunderwave across the floor.
The tavern goes silent. The elves stos singing as he heads for the door. Then, about halfway there, he slowly stops, directly behind Skarsus and coldly says, "Your done."
Vendetta
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"No, actually I could use a couple more glasses of this fine wine... fortunately for me, I still have near half a bottle left. Would you like glass or would the alcohol explode under the heat of those cinder eyes? Zar-Vroxiar smirks over the top of his glass as he takes a drink.
deadestdai
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Skarsus turns and follows the man, a grim set to his features.
Young I may be, but I wil not be slighted.
OOC: Once outside, if able, he'll head to where Palientha is stabled and retrieve his shield and then face the "man".
Young I may be, but I wil not be slighted.
OOC: Once outside, if able, he'll head to where Palientha is stabled and retrieve his shield and then face the "man".
DralonXitz
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The Dark figure glares at the Elf and Dwarf and slowly closes his eyes, releasing some kind of force that enters their minds and begins to overtake them, screaming messages of pain and suffering, unable to dim out the sound, unable to get it out.
He then darkly speaks, "I would kill you now, Mieran, but I have my orders. Come outside and face me, or I shall just execute you here and now."
With that, he turns and slowly walks out of the bar, smashing the door down as he walks through it.
He then darkly speaks, "I would kill you now, Mieran, but I have my orders. Come outside and face me, or I shall just execute you here and now."
With that, he turns and slowly walks out of the bar, smashing the door down as he walks through it.
