Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25286356-20131021050900/@comment-25286356-20131025211154

The Khajiit in strange garnments, an Altmer in mage robes and a Dunmer with a sword strapped on his back all head for the entrance simultaneously, but are stopped by a contingent of Legionnaires in heavy armour. The soldiers bust down the door and their leader, an elderly Imperial in a brown and golden armour bearing the sign of the Empire's dragon, shouts for everyone to stop or they will use force. Those who hear them immediatly get up and out of their way. The General looses his calm and orders his men to pacify the area through any means necessary, but without killing anyone. Four Legionnaires seperate the Khajiit and nobles, while another two proceed to assist their friends battling against the Orc--who just lost another four teeth--and Iron-clad Imperial. The General and his remaining pair of soldiers help the Captain up, who now has a scar that stretches across her right eye and connects with her upper lip. They escort her to a local healer. The Argonian maid climbs down the stairs and flash-freezes as she witnesses all the chaos.

As the Legionnaires put everyone in chains, the elderly officer sighs and claims that this reminds him of his days in Skyrim. He then sees the Atlmer, Argonian and Khajiit and signals them to come in. He signals them to stop and questions the elf. ´´State your business, citizen.``

´´I am simply here to unwind after a hard day of labor.`` Responds the tall mer.

´´I'll be keeping an eye on, you. Now you, the Khajiit, stay put.`` The General says as he heads for the Dunmer.

A moment later, all bar-brawlers are put in chains and seated neatly in a row at different tables. The nobles vehemently protest that they had nothing to do with this, but one the Legionnaires tells them to stay quiet until their leader arrives.