Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140211182758

"I'm afraid that your men were slaughtered like pigs." Kaizen explained, not sounding remotely remorseful.

"It was an inevitability..."

The nord's pupils shrank as he took in what Kaizen had told him, his murderous rage built up inside, heating up his body and increasing his beats per minute...

"You people... killed them?" He seethed, his grip tightening on his warhammer as the elf drew his bow.

"No, just me..." The Black Argonian corrected him, he sounded incredibly calm.

"You... killed my people, then fed my food to your pet!?" The nord balled, the food part seemed to upset him more than the fact that his bandit group had been wiped out.

"That pretty much sums it up, yeah."

The nord held onto his last bit of restraint, letting it build up inside. Kaizen recognised him, for what he was, a berserker. The nord let, what little restraint he had, go. His face was bright red, like a bull that was ready to charge, he ran forward and ploughed into the Black Argonian, knocking him to the floor by swinging his large hammer at him..

The bosmer drew his knife and ran at Petra.

