Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140116231609/@comment-24141785-20140117170350

Cyrelas heard someone crawl through.

"Shit... People are coming. Get this fellow out of here!" Cyrelas ordered the guards to pick C'laro up. He manged to throw them off.

"Not today." He grabbed Cyrelas' neck. "Your going to pay."

"You see my friend... this is not the end... This is only the beginning!" Cyrelas kicked him off. He saw another khajiit climb in.

"Oh jolly good! We have guests!" Cyrelas laughed. His men pulled Sinir down.

"Don't... hurt him... You want me!" C'laro snapped.

"Oh don't I ever... But sometimes you have to kill who you have to kill." Cyrelas pulled out his dagger and crouched next to the khajiit taking his dagger.

"You want to know how I got these scars?" Cyrelas asked the struggling khajiit. Cyrelas showed his face and scars going across each side of his mouth.

"You see... My father was arguing with mummy one night... and I was caught between them... So after Dad punch mum he turned to me and said... You want to be a man right? So I knodded unwillingly... Dad got his big knife... and he stuck it in my mouth cutting across it. It made it look like a smile... Then he went... Why so serious!" Cyrelas was about to put the dagger in Sinir's mouth but C'laro tackled him.

"Ha ha! I love games." Cyrelas grabbed C'laro and threw him back. "Alright... Now where's his help?"

"Up there!" One of the henchmen spotted Manja.

"So... It seems I've found you... The one C'laro mentioned out of tortue..." Cyrelas laughed. "He also said how he was going to defeat vidron with the spear! Like he was ever going to leave..."

"And I see you ogre aswell..." Cyrelas kicked C'laro. "How much would you pay for his life?"