Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-27168578-20160706162651/@comment-26210095-20160707202533

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."