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<blockquote data-quote="Fangor the Fierce" data-source="post: 1790234" data-attributes="member: 17100">Sensing something wrong with this picture, Aligor grins.&nbsp;Looks like perhaps they have another agenda here!&nbsp; Been too quiet anyways.&nbsp; Let's have some fun with this!&nbsp;He looks over each man, and what they are wearing.&nbsp; He checks their hands, their clothes, their shoes and such.&nbsp; He wants to see if they have their boots soaked in liquid, as being drunk would have had a few spills on them.&nbsp; He is a very knowledgable person in drinking and its effects, so he would know a drunk person or not.&nbsp; After a few seconds getting this info, he decides that they have another agenda.&nbsp; Perhaps Hex has some loyal followers that want to exact revenge.&nbsp; No matter to him, as he is content with what he did.&nbsp; Although, he is unarmed, as well as they are.&nbsp; He curses his luck right now, as these two don't seem right to him.&nbsp;He then looks at the men, saying, &quot;They think I had me way with some lady.&nbsp; Some widow of an ambassador.&nbsp; I told them it wasn't me, but they won't believe me.&nbsp; Damn bastards!&quot;&nbsp; [ooc - It's the truth!!!]&nbsp;He looks around the cell, trying to get an idea of what he can use as a weapon and what he can use as a shield.&nbsp; He has seated himself at the edge of the mattress, with his hands firmly gripping the mattress edge.&nbsp; He is ready for them to attack, if they are indeed Hex's men.&nbsp; If they charge him, then he will ready an action to scream for the guards, yelling &quot;MORDRIN!&quot; while pulling the mattress between himself and them, with his back against the railing.&nbsp; That should afford him a few seconds to devise a plan...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Fangor the Fierce, post: 1790234, member: 17100"] Sensing something wrong with this picture, Aligor grins. Looks like perhaps they have another agenda here! Been too quiet anyways. Let's have some fun with this! He looks over each man, and what they are wearing. He checks their hands, their clothes, their shoes and such. He wants to see if they have their boots soaked in liquid, as being drunk would have had a few spills on them. He is a very knowledgable person in drinking and its effects, so he would know a drunk person or not. After a few seconds getting this info, he decides that they have another agenda. Perhaps Hex has some loyal followers that want to exact revenge. No matter to him, as he is content with what he did. Although, he is unarmed, as well as they are. He curses his luck right now, as these two don't seem right to him. He then looks at the men, saying, "They think I had me way with some lady. Some widow of an ambassador. I told them it wasn't me, but they won't believe me. Damn bastards!" [ooc - It's the truth!!!] He looks around the cell, trying to get an idea of what he can use as a weapon and what he can use as a shield. He has seated himself at the edge of the mattress, with his hands firmly gripping the mattress edge. He is ready for them to attack, if they are indeed Hex's men. If they charge him, then he will ready an action to scream for the guards, yelling "MORDRIN!" while pulling the mattress between himself and them, with his back against the railing. That should afford him a few seconds to devise a plan... [/QUOTE]

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