Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25597877-20160903225002/@comment-25597877-20160907010350

The Shark takes a look at Galahad "get lost you pointy eared freak, we don't like your kind here." Galahad notices that the man is very large, his sword is made of a black metal and he has a scar running across his nose. In contrast the other thug is very scrawny and has a bent nose. The fish merchant is trembling with fear as he looks back and forth between Galahad and the shark --- Ohtar turns from the fire once they are nothing but ash. The people look at him with fear, no admiration. Fear and fear alone. He lost three men in that brawl, they're getting better, someone has to be training them, the question is who. --- Arahad notices very little in terms of weaponry, though there are 4 guards in each corner of the room, each with a shortsword. The next round comes, you are dealt a two of clubs, queen of diamonds, 10 of clubs, King of clubs, and an ace of hearts. By the time the betting gets to you it is at 450 coins. --- The man recovers quickly, quicker than Coaxatl expected. He swings a fist at his stomach, Coaxatl is barely able to redirect it. The man is strong, much more than Coaxatl, but slow. The woman walks backwards, but doesn't leave yet. --- "Shit! This guy's crazy!" Yells one of the two with daggers and runs off. The other backs up slowly before booking it. The first man gets on his knees, holding his arm in pain, "please, don't hurt me, I'm sorry man" --- King Ellesar speaks "I need you to ask around, see what you can find out. Stay discreet and cover your tracks. I will be sending one of my best men with you, his name is Celepharn" He then gives you a stack of notes and journals, this will give you a start -- King Ellesar approaches Celepharn, a large Orc follows behind him. "Celepharn, I wish I could brief you but I'm in as much of the dark as you are. This is Gazash, his a skilled and capable warrior, you can trust him" -- Eredan threw another record book down in frustration. It would take days to link Lucius to the evictions and property sales. It was time to do it his way, he slung the quiver over his shoulder. Memories of a clean and happy Osgiliath filled his mind, he will restore its glory. --- Azruben was minding his business in the market square when a shady looking man bumped into him and quickly walked into the crowd. He checked his belt to find his coin pouch was missing, nobody takes his coins, nobody