Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-3293219-20140201205059

Kaizen stepped out of the tavern, he'd fake being a panicked citizen but he had never felt fear before...

Not even in death.

He looked around for Rolff, trying to find the currish wretch so that he could end his miserable existence and get back to the sanctuary in Cheydinhal. The argonian saw no sign of him and turned around, he bumped into a large nord who stumbled back. It was his target...

"Bastard scaleback! Watch where you're going!" He slurred as he pushed him aside.

If Kaizen had his mace, they would be scraping his brains off of the floor... it would be barbaric and unproffesional but totally worth it...

The black argonian wiped the inbred's traces off his clothes and began to pursue the old nord...