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<blockquote data-quote="Fangor the Fierce" data-source="post: 1767222" data-attributes="member: 17100">Flashback...&nbsp;Aligor looks up from his table, seeing a group of about 3 walk into the bar.&nbsp; He recognizes one of them, but can't really place his finger on it.&nbsp; He stares down into his mug, empty yet again.&nbsp; Perhaps that is why he can't remember.&nbsp; The sudden red gaze surrounding everything doesn't seem to hinder his drinking.&nbsp; he is useed to the color red...&nbsp; The 3 men start a ruckus, and his head is pounding.&nbsp; He wants them to stop.&nbsp; And stop quickly.&nbsp; With a fling of his mug, he hits the back of one of their heads.&nbsp; He laughs out heartily, while the mug drops to the floor.&nbsp; &quot;KEEP YER MOUT SHUT, YA DAMN RUNTS!&nbsp; I'M TRYIN TA DRINK HERE!&quot;&nbsp; He motions for another mug from the barmaid, who simply shakes her head in disbelif.&nbsp; Reluctantly, she goes to get another drink, but upon returning, the 3 men stop her, and grab his drink.&nbsp; They approach the dwarf, sitting there waiting for his drink, and snicker.&nbsp; &quot;Here's your drink you drunken goat!&quot; and they proceed to douse him with the contents.&nbsp; Angered by their stupidity, and not really knowing much of what his actions are, Aligor reaches down, grabs his waraxe in a swift motion, and brings it at the 3 men, to threaten them to leave.&nbsp; Their faces are then stone, still with horror.&nbsp; He only laughs, saying, &quot;Git the hell outta here!&quot;&nbsp; 2 of them run away quickly, and he wonders why the third is not running.&nbsp; With a shrill scream from the barmaid, he realizes that the third can not run, as Aligor's waraxe is embedded deeply into his chest.&nbsp; With a cough of blood, the youth's life exits his body, covering Aligor with a spray of blood.&nbsp; He simply sits, watching, kicking the man and telling him to git up.&nbsp; Then he sits back down and begins to drink again.&nbsp;Current:&nbsp; Bleed, profusely....</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Fangor the Fierce, post: 1767222, member: 17100"] [b]Flashback...[/b] Aligor looks up from his table, seeing a group of about 3 walk into the bar. He recognizes one of them, but can't really place his finger on it. He stares down into his mug, empty yet again. Perhaps that is why he can't remember. The sudden red gaze surrounding everything doesn't seem to hinder his drinking. he is useed to the color red... The 3 men start a ruckus, and his head is pounding. He wants them to stop. And stop quickly. With a fling of his mug, he hits the back of one of their heads. He laughs out heartily, while the mug drops to the floor. "KEEP YER MOUT SHUT, YA DAMN RUNTS! I'M TRYIN TA DRINK HERE!" He motions for another mug from the barmaid, who simply shakes her head in disbelif. Reluctantly, she goes to get another drink, but upon returning, the 3 men stop her, and grab his drink. They approach the dwarf, sitting there waiting for his drink, and snicker. "Here's your drink you drunken goat!" and they proceed to douse him with the contents. Angered by their stupidity, and not really knowing much of what his actions are, Aligor reaches down, grabs his waraxe in a swift motion, and brings it at the 3 men, to threaten them to leave. Their faces are then stone, still with horror. He only laughs, saying, "Git the hell outta here!" 2 of them run away quickly, and he wonders why the third is not running. With a shrill scream from the barmaid, he realizes that the third can not run, as Aligor's waraxe is embedded deeply into his chest. With a cough of blood, the youth's life exits his body, covering Aligor with a spray of blood. He simply sits, watching, kicking the man and telling him to git up. Then he sits back down and begins to drink again. [b]Current:[/b] [b][color=red]B[color=darkred]l[/color]e[color=darkred]e[/color]d[color=darkred],[/color] p[color=darkred]r[/color]o[color=darkred]f[/color]u[color=darkred]s[/color]e[color=darkred]l[/color]y[color=darkred].[/color].[color=darkred].[/color].[/color][/b] [/QUOTE]

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