Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140607115511/@comment-27783182-20140620144517

Kills-Many-Dragons had just arrived Riften after a long walk. He was interrupted by a guard.

"Hold there." The guard said, rudely. "Before I let you into Riften, you have to pay a visitor's tax."

Kills crossed his arms.

"What's the tax for?" He asked.

"For the privilege of entering the city. What does it matter?"

Kills-Many-Dragons immediatly placed his mace on his throat.

"How about you let me in, and I don't shout to everyone that this is nothing more than a ridiculous shakedown? I don't want to bloody my armor...

... with a thief's blood."

"Alright, keep your voice down... you want everyone to hear you? I'll let you in. Just let me unlock the gate."

The guard walked over to the gate and unlocked it, where immediatly Kills entered and ran towards The Bee and Barb, where he sat down in a bench facing Marcurio waiting for someone to hire him.