Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-27168578-20160706162651/@comment-26210095-20160707212507

Edacnik wrote:

Patrick.vtap wrote: The door suddenly bursts open.

"PAY ME THE MONEY, ERU-DAMN IT!" A man is yelling angrily at another.

"I just... dont have the money right now, okay? You see, I'll really have it quite soon..."

"Words are wind. I want cold, hard gold!"

"And gold you shall have! Just... I need time."

"Time! I need that money NOW!"

The man who doesn't have the money, suddenly, quick as a snake, guts the other man with a thin blade. Choking on his own blood, he dies. The man turns around, revealing himself to be none other then Azruben Elerion.

"Sorry about the disturbance. Hey Aannar." Aannar, who was falling asleep at the meeting, runs over and hugs Azruben. "Az! Where've you been?" Azruben gives a grin and hugs her back. "I had some trouble with a smuggler on the way. Sorry." His voice lowers. "Why is everyone here?"