Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140826123031/@comment-25038310-20140907154946

The Crazed Khajit got out of the vehicle and looked around, grinning.

"Oohh! They hide! This one likes hiding! But he neeeds the mask! J'Tarz!? Where are ya, you damn scum? I need Srr'ak's mask!  Come out! "

J'tarz chose to remain silent, not answering. he shrugged at the others.

the Khajit rolled his eyes, and ordered the other Khajit to bring out a child. The child seemed about 7 years old, and was tied up.

"Hey! look who's here! We got Sr'Dar! Oh, what a joy! What was that, kiddo? What? You're gonna get your head blown off if This one does not get the mask?! You hear that, Fellow brother?! Come on, come out now. If This one sees any of you with a gun pointed at him, the child's gonna get it! Hehehe. "

The Khajit looked at the bushes, eagerly waiting for a reply.

J'tarz yelled :

"Let him go, damn you! He has nothing to do with this! "

The Khajit grinned.

" Oh boy, you can't command us! Just play along, come on! It's not like this kiddo wants to come with you, you murdered his father, didn't ya? "

The little boy started crying and sniffing when he heard that.

J'Tarz sighed.

"Alright! This one will give you the mask! Just.. don't hurt my colleagues... or the child. "

A large number of Khajit started getting out of the vehicle, all aimed at the bushes around. they waited for someone to move, and if they saw a gun, they would fire. A Few of them even carried RPG's.