Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24372248-20140604003647/@comment-24218133-20140604223605

"...I'll give you 500 septims. Here you go." The man said and threw a couple of coin purses to Henrik. Henrik nodded, pushed himself up and started to walk at the direction he had told him.

He made it there, but there was no sign of anyone. Suddenly, two figures appeared out of a bush. "In the name of the King. You must give us your possessions. It's an order." Henrik grunted, and unsheathed his mace. The patron walked up next to him, and cast a spell of some sort. He conjured a set of armor and weapons, and surprisingly turned hostile. The other two did as well.