Re: Tavern-ie st00f!

**Prototype** Fri Jul 30, 2010 12:49 pm

" I have.. business.. of my own, leave me in peace.. " the Death Knight had said after he had stared at the surrounding guards, his temptation for blood and death slowly rising, his deformed face was now seen, his skin was pale white and cold.

**T3chpriest** Fri Jul 30, 2010 1:05 pm

Only seconds after the Deathknights words could an extremely loud crack be heard. There was splintered wood in the floor and a hole. The Bartender was holding a rifle. The bar was utterly silent "You guards. Get the F**k out of here." They withdrew their weapons and left slowly.

**Prototype** Fri Jul 30, 2010 1:08 pm

The Death Knight sighed, his hood was pulled over his eyes once more. His long runeblade was placed ontop of the table, the runes deactivating on his armor and weapon, the aura of death slowly fading to its primitive level, the man sat down into the dark corner looking at the pictures in his locker.

**T3chpriest** Fri Jul 30, 2010 1:49 pm

The Bartender went back to his serving of drinks and other such duties. The awkwardness in the bar not fading for a long time

**Prototype** Fri Jul 30, 2010 1:57 pm

The man had been there till midnight, in the cover of the dusk he had left the tavern without a word seeking his redemption trought vengance he had traveled to Northrend.

In the tavern walked a man with a large axe on his back, his upper body mostly shown his clothes seemed avrage and he had long dark hair, beard covered his chin and cheeks. The man was a woodcutter, as he approached the bartender he would greet him. " Evening, Il have an ale. " He would slide some copper coins to the barkeep smiling, relaxing after days hard work.

**T3chpriest** Fri Jul 30, 2010 2:06 pm

The bartender smiled grabbing an ale and handing it to the man "Here ye go mate" he went through the copper coins and stashed them in a box under the bar.

**Prototype** Fri Jul 30, 2010 6:24 pm

" Any rumors lately? " He had asked after taking a nice swig from his mug of ale, his green eyes staring around the barcounter at the people.

**T3chpriest** Sat Jul 31, 2010 2:43 am

The Bartender was cleaning a mug "Not particularly. Only the usual."

**Prototype** Sat Jul 31, 2010 3:22 am

The man noded, finishing up his beer quickly. " Give me another one mate. " He slid some more coppers smiling at the barkeeper. " Where are all the women?! " he had chuckled and waited for his ale.

**T3chpriest** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:02 am

Bartender smiled "What purpose you had in mind?" he said passing another Ale. "If you're looking for what most men are. Over there" He points at a group of women that are having a night in the tavern with eachother "If you're looking for straight up time in the bed" He points at another group of women that looked like hookers.

**Prototype** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:08 am

" Aye I think ima-- " A loud scream is heard outside the tavern, it sounded like a man. " The fel was that?! " He rushed outside the tavern to see whats going on, as he got outside there was a guard on the ground his body sliced into half, blood splattered around the area. In the distance there was a hooded man riding away with a horse which seemingly had burning feet, a Deathcharger.

**T3chpriest** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:13 am

The Bartender just stood there behind the bar "Bloody hell"

**Prototype** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:15 am

The man rushed back inside the tavern. " Ey someone killed a guard a demon or something. " he was a woodcutter so he didn't really make a difference between a Death Knight and a demon. The man was panting, he hasn't seen that much blood before.

**T3chpriest** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:18 am

"A Demon you say?" There was an elf in the corner who had seemingly been asleep until now. He was hooded and covered in robes. The only visible skin was his mouth. "I saw nothing." He moved his head up his eyes were blindfolded.

**Prototype** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:20 am

The woodcutter would look at the elf, his green eyes narrowing. " Ey' you wouldn't had seen even if it was a demon, you are wearing some cloth on your eyes. " he shaked his head sighing, then turning back at his drink.

**T3chpriest** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:26 am

The Elf smiled he lowered the cloth to reveal empty eyesockets that had been stabbed out and burnt. "Of course" He put the blindfold back on stood up and walked out the door. He looked around.

**Prototype** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:27 am

The woodcutter had mumbled something about crazy elves, then finished his mead and left the tavern to his home.

**T3chpriest** Sat Jul 31, 2010 4:28 am

The elf walked back into the Bar. Now people were staring at him and giving him dirty looks "Time for me to leave" He walked out slowly and left.

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