*Downs his drink in a gulp.  Then looks down as the whiskey starts coming out from several of the holes in his chest and stomach*

"Hmm....that isnt supposed to happen.  I will be right back"

*Walks out the door*

*Verll jumps out of the shadow and hits Kalkan in the head with a grammar book.

"Atleast try!"

*Jumps back into the shadows.. ever watchful.

Verll ill take my anger out on you if you hit me with that book again. besides everyone makes grammar mistakes. so deal with it. T_T

*Verll jumps out from the shadows and tackles Kalkan to the floor, he pulls out the grammar bible and hits Kalkan with it continuously.

"Use correct grammar!"

*Puts a mini version of the "English grammar book" in Kalkan's pocket and disappears into the shadows again.

 *wakes up* "Man I've got a headache" *sits down in front of fire with pipe* *looks at the mini grammar book* "I wonder how he knew he needed that, if he were talking to him...."

*Septim smacks himself on the head in frustration.

"Kalkan, it was a joke. The grammar bible does not have any stories in it about a strange otherwordly being that needs to be worshipped...and if you're really serious about it, please use proper grammar..."

............*picks up a empty bottle and chucks the bottle at Verll hitting his forehead* BAR FIGHT! *everyone in the bar starts fighting* *laughs happily as everyone fights with anger for no odd reason* *tips the bartender 1.5K* that should be enough for the damages ^_^ *walks out as people surprisingly miss him, swing after swing*

*walks away almost unharmed because of the banana peels* *but gets away anyways* nice try Charley :P *while walking out someone hits Charley with a chair* *finally gets out of the tavern and gets on his horse only to be seen again in a few days when everything settles down.* Sayonara!

 "ahh, good times" *downs his drink and throws the glass randomly into the fight*

"Hmm....Septim is going to be away for a few more days....I wonder who will get me my drinks?"

"An [[ale]] odd sir"

The tavern grows dark, as mist drawls into the room, causing all talk to vanish.  The doors open, as a black robes man with a hood walked in, staring at the partons.  He walks up to the bar.

"Whomever is barkeep, give me a [[Septim Shot]] or I'll blow holes in you."

***

Arvious VI's To Do List:

1. Write Scientist the battle story.
2. Check to see if he was killed yet on ZeTamania.
3. Start an awesome RP on the forums.
4. Ask for RP help again.
5. Check if death occured again.

"This is rediculous? If you plan on "standing in" as the barkeep you better well do the job!"

*Runs and slides over the top of the bar*

"Now serving drinks!"

*Pours a Septim Shot for Arvious and pours an ale for himself*

*comes back cut up and red* *sits by the fire and relaxes while everyone is wondering what happend to him* I was running through the planes right in the damn middle i was attack on both sides realizing there was a battle going on in the area....get me a drink please. anything will do. *throws a few coins to the bartender somehow magically going to the bartenders pocket.

*exhales a puff of the very fine smoke*   "wow, I held that in for 5 days, a new record"  *heads to bar to lubricate a very parched throat*

*gulps down the shot* holy crap! thats the strangest drink i ever drank. whats in this?

"Ahem...stop godmodding people before I shove a beer glass down your throat....and oh, by the way, a Septim Shot is fatal after more than two shots I believe."

"Welcome back....ill have another ale"

uhhu. well i cant die easily (im elven) so give me 2 more semptim shots. besides a 5000 year old man cant die, I still got 2 bodies. Let me explain before you all try to kill me. icerendash and firendash my era back heirs said they would give their bodies too me. so i have a soul in this body but ive got 2 good heirs to take if my body dies. So there even if this body dies my soul will find another body.
where are those shots?, before i give everypone a fiddle and we will all sing and dance.

"I always thought that after 5000 years you learned to sing in tune...and two Septim Shots ARE guarenteed to kill you....elf or no elf.....you have to sign a waiver first though."

hehe. you really are sure of it. well you may think that, well ok then. if its so dangerous. why the H311 do you even serve it?! *stares at Onex* dont hit me again pleas. i consider you as a friend. like everyone else. i dont want to be hurt thanks much.besides even if you do cathch my soul. it dissapears after i die. no matter how many times you kill me my souil goes to another host instantly. something like Jason that he cant die and needs another body everytime. sorry but you lose =\. also one more thing. its a double edged sword i live forever but cant get drunk >_<"

well then Ill make make a drink. tell me your characteristics and they will be sweet, sour, bold, savory, lighting, burning. anything you name it. ive got all the ingredients. just tell me the drink and ill make this tavern the place to stay. *takes out 100s of ingredients. of nonpoisonous things* and i change my mind about the drink. I feel like sticking around a bit longer a few 1000 more years.lol. anyone whant it?

*Septim slides Charley a Septim Shot.

"First one, no waiver!"

hey you ok? Charley? *looks at his hands as they turn blue and black,the quickly looks as his face seeing as it gets veiny.* crap. he is dying. *grabs the soul catcher* how do you turn this bloody thing on? we still have a chance to get his soul if not half his soul. if its half then he will, well lets just say he wont be able to have his manly hood back.

im suprised he is even alive. darn. i wanted to use his soul and put it in another body. a hafling would do nicely ^_^. *goes to the fire and hides with others not to be seen till tommorow*