Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140630195342/@comment-24344819-20140731185704

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"I wouldn´t be too sure. Last time he saw me he barely recognized me. It´s a surprise actualy that he still remembers his old aquaintances." Skitter replied. He opened the doors. Behind them a large table could be seen, stretching across the balcony. It was a table fit for a feast although most of the food on it was half eaten and there were more dirty than clean dishes. Sergus himself was sitting behind the table on a chair. The chair was at the very edge of the balcony and turned away from the table, with the back to the doors. Sergus was leaning back in it, relaxed as ever, the right leg crossed over the left and his hands behind the back of his head.

"It´s me." Skitter announced. "I bring the mercionaries you ordered."

"Didn´t anyone teach you to knock first before you enter, Skit?" Sergus asked, without turning around or looking over his back.

"I´m a bandit, remember? If i had announced my coming everytime i robbed someone i´d be dead long ago."

"Fair point. It´s mercinary by the way. Singular."

"Singular...?"

"Meaning it´s only one. One woman to be exact." He looked over his shoulder. "None of those four behind you have tits. I´m dissapointed."

"Damn it!" Skitter drew his sword and whirled around. The two Whiterun guards also went for theirs.