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<blockquote data-quote="Fangor the Fierce" data-source="post: 1701135" data-attributes="member: 17100">Aligor's rest is not a comfortable one, and he tosses and turns a few times.&nbsp; Bane's whining does not help either.&nbsp; Thinking back on the past 2 days, Aligor can only think of that damn Hex and his men, trying to kill him.&nbsp; He only wonders how the others are faring, considering that Hex must be out for them as well.&nbsp;Aligor shoves the man to the side, giving him a quick boot in the rear, and watching him sprawl on the ground, spilling his tankard on the floor.&nbsp; &quot;Watch yer step you damn fool!&quot;&nbsp; Aligor yells, immediately following it with a loud hearty laugh.&nbsp; As he turns to grab the nearby barmaid, he hears the doors of the Inn open, to the usual footsteps of more travellers.&nbsp; Turning, he spies a few armed dwarves, familiar to him, but he can not discern as to how he knows them.&nbsp; He is suddenly charged, and tied, while the rest of the people around look on.&nbsp; As he is being tied, he struggles, thrashing out violently, knocking his fists into anything coming close to him.&nbsp; With a sudden light, and a strong burning pain, he falls, as a cloaked figure stands over him, with magic glowing in his hands.&nbsp; &quot;That should keep him down long enough to gag him.&nbsp; Now take him away!&quot;&nbsp; That is all he hears as he falls into an unconscious state, his hearing slowly leaving him.&nbsp; Before the darkness engulfs him, he can make out a few words, &quot;Aligor should be dealt with by suffering a death!&quot;&nbsp; Another voice, familiar, and female says, &quot;You promised!&nbsp; His life will be spared!&quot;&nbsp; &nbsp;He falls into the darkness, his hearing coming back slightly.&nbsp; Sharp pains are suddenly surrounding his body, and he coughs.&nbsp; A thick liquid splatters on his face, familiar in its stench.&nbsp; His eyes begin to open, and he sees it.&nbsp; The pain is from the group surrounding him, beating him with posts and staffs.&nbsp; The thick liquid; his blood.&nbsp; The familiarity of recent events and fights.&nbsp; &quot;You will pay!&quot;....&quot;Murderer!&quot;...&quot;Rot in Hell!&quot;...various voices flood him, as the pain increases.&nbsp; &nbsp;Suddenly, the crowd stops, and another figure approaches.&nbsp; It was the one from the Inn, the cloaked figure.&nbsp; Their eyes piercing into his.&nbsp; One grey, one green.&nbsp; It looks him closely, then stands back with a club, aims at his face, and swings it...&nbsp;The sudden knocking on the door awakens Aligor from his nightmare, as if saving him from the inevitable damage that the club would have done.&nbsp; Bane begins to bark, while Aligor gets up, wondering what that dream was, nearing the doorway.&nbsp; It seems so real, as if not a dream, but of his past.&nbsp; These dreams are getting stronger each time he has them, and he is able to remember more about them each time.&nbsp; &nbsp;Seeing that it is the familiar woman from the 'boarding' house, he hesitates.&nbsp; &quot;Shut the hell up Bane!&quot;&nbsp; Speaking just loud enough for her to hear, &quot;There's a wizard out there somewhere, that needs dealin with!&nbsp; Is he still out there?&nbsp; Tell me woman, does that damn wizard think I am dead yet?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Fangor the Fierce, post: 1701135, member: 17100"] Aligor's rest is not a comfortable one, and he tosses and turns a few times. Bane's whining does not help either. Thinking back on the past 2 days, Aligor can only think of that damn Hex and his men, trying to kill him. He only wonders how the others are faring, considering that Hex must be out for them as well. Aligor shoves the man to the side, giving him a quick boot in the rear, and watching him sprawl on the ground, spilling his tankard on the floor. "Watch yer step you damn fool!" Aligor yells, immediately following it with a loud hearty laugh. As he turns to grab the nearby barmaid, he hears the doors of the Inn open, to the usual footsteps of more travellers. Turning, he spies a few armed dwarves, familiar to him, but he can not discern as to how he knows them. He is suddenly charged, and tied, while the rest of the people around look on. As he is being tied, he struggles, thrashing out violently, knocking his fists into anything coming close to him. With a sudden light, and a strong burning pain, he falls, as a cloaked figure stands over him, with magic glowing in his hands. "That should keep him down long enough to gag him. Now take him away!" That is all he hears as he falls into an unconscious state, his hearing slowly leaving him. Before the darkness engulfs him, he can make out a few words, "Aligor should be dealt with by suffering a death!" Another voice, familiar, and female says, "You promised! His life will be spared!" He falls into the darkness, his hearing coming back slightly. Sharp pains are suddenly surrounding his body, and he coughs. A thick liquid splatters on his face, familiar in its stench. His eyes begin to open, and he sees it. The pain is from the group surrounding him, beating him with posts and staffs. The thick liquid; his blood. The familiarity of recent events and fights. "You will pay!"...."Murderer!"..."Rot in Hell!"...various voices flood him, as the pain increases. Suddenly, the crowd stops, and another figure approaches. It was the one from the Inn, the cloaked figure. Their eyes piercing into his. One grey, one green. It looks him closely, then stands back with a club, aims at his face, and swings it... The sudden knocking on the door awakens Aligor from his nightmare, as if saving him from the inevitable damage that the club would have done. Bane begins to bark, while Aligor gets up, wondering what that dream was, nearing the doorway. It seems so real, as if not a dream, but of his past. These dreams are getting stronger each time he has them, and he is able to remember more about them each time. Seeing that it is the familiar woman from the 'boarding' house, he hesitates. "Shut the hell up Bane!" Speaking just loud enough for her to hear, "There's a wizard out there somewhere, that needs dealin with! Is he still out there? Tell me woman, does that damn wizard think I am dead yet?" [/QUOTE]

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