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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Fenris" data-source="post: 2585311" data-attributes="member: 2820">Jovik broke out in a cold sweat hearing this. "Gods" he thought, "I really did kill Death. This guy should be dead from any one of those stabs." But then, the bravado that had always guided him through life, began to re-assert itself. "Hey" he thought, "I killed Death. Jovik Death-Destroyer, no Jovik the Jackal of Death, yeah that's it. Why I'll be famous, everyone will be scared of the man who killed Death. I can make a lot of money off of this. Of course if no one dies, it will be hard to take care of troublesome marks, like this poor clod next to me" The Jackal had a huge grin on his face, partly from the beer, but mostly the self-satisfaction of is action, the ego boost it was. The Jackal stood up on the bar and shouted for attention. "Might as well claim what is mine" he thought smuggly. He called for attention, and the bar staggered to a silence in belches and sloshes. "Tonight, I Jovick the Jackal have freed you all. The Jackal is king tonight! For tonight, I defeated....." the name 'Zsath' stuck in his throat. Through his buzz, that little voice in the back of his head, that always watched out for him, was screaming at him. Caution it cried. Thieves do not call attention to themselves EVER. But worse it said a horrible thing. Death was irresolute. Jovik had been hunted by death since the day he was born. Death was his constant companion growing up. Death was the only thing he could count on. Death was the only thing he could fight. Death hasn't gone away he thought, it can't. Even if this Zsath guy was DEATH, well why can't some other person takes his place? By the nine hells, if Zsath himself couldn't come back- and pissed off. So play it safe, just like you have killed a rival. A rival often has friends, so you don't advertise that you did it, and you don't say where to find you. "I defeated this entire keg!" he finally shouts to the waiting crowd to much cheers and confusion. Oh his head hurt. One problem at a time. Next beer he'd ask Baeval abou that damn yellow-robed guy.</blockquote>

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