Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25286356-20131021050900/@comment-25286356-20131022170420

One of the Argonians at the table suddenly gets up and heads for the door, while his friends put all the gold in seperate bags and continue to drink their ale. The four Khajiit wave at an incredibly beautiful Bosmer waitress. One of them orders Elsweyr Fondue. Two ask for more mead and the fourth claims he doesn't need anything. The waitress takes the orders to the chef, downstairs. The grieving Nord at the far end of the table grows closer and closer to shedding tears, but seems to retain at least some control for now.

´´For the last time, there are no discounts, here!`` shouts the Argonian Innkeeper at the angry Orc. She starts yelling right back. The Dunmer closest to them asks the woman to calm down, but the Orc threatens to rip his arms off he says that again. His Nordic friend steps up to defend him, but is brutally shut down. The Orcish armour-clad drunk turns back to the barkeeper and the pair continues to argue. All the while, a Khajiit in monk robes climbs down the stairs and starts looking around.

The pelt-wearing Nord and his Iron-clad Imperial friend start arguing a little, but no one can actually hear what they say. The Dunmer with a sword on his back steps up and walks past them to the fire. He pulls a chair and sits down, facing the burning wood.

Both Argonians continue to clean and prepare the room.