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strange this is, ive had plenty of beers but not paid for a single one

CHEERS FOR BEING RICH!

"Charley, buy me a drink mate. I seem to have blown most of my money!"

"Not a problem!"  *Pulls out some coins and hands them to Jonny*

"Sorry, but my legs gave out awhile ago...I cannot make it to the bar at this time"

"no, thats crazy"

*Jonny sits down at the bar and orders a beer*

*Septim stands watching.

"Well now, he seems to have driven him sane, poor lad...play this mix tape, that should bring him his insanity, now, time for those drinks!"

*Septim hands Jonny a mix tape and pours everybody's drinks. He then cuts everybody's purses, takes the gold owed, and then replaced the change (if there is any) and laughs.

i cant beleive Charley drank 100000000000000000000 beers in 5 days. im suprised he aint dead *pokes the seamingly lifeless body*

*Septim pours Jonny a beer and slides it to him. He then walks over to the beer pool and tests the water.

"Ahhhh...nice!"

*Septim takes off all of his clothes and turns around.

"C'mon!"

*Septim jumps in.

"No! And I have no idea who this Septim of Cyrodiil is, I am Septim of Cidel...though if you read a story my master has written, Septim's Travels, you will find your answer..."

*Walks in, looks at Onex, and walks out again.*

*meets up with onex* smokes a pipe with cherry flavor tobacco* hello ^_^

*Raises his glass*

"Ohhhh I am a lord of Ta-si-di-an!  And here I am dr-unk a-gain."

*Tips over*

"Hurray!! more free beer"

what happend to vodka!!!???

lol souns like lord of the rings

*Kicks open the door*

"Hello good sir! Welcome to the tavern.  Have you visited here before?  I believe I may recognize you from a previous visit, or my father may have described someone like you to me.  Would you care to have a drink? I am not sure where the bartender is, but he is usually here.....odd"

*Sits down at the bar*

*Sigh*

"If only Drakos or another bartender was here.  Drakos owns the tavern and he could take over until Septim finds his way back here...."

*throwing back his hood Drakos stands up laughing* 
"Hello Kalken , I would be glad to share a smoke with you"
 *he walks over to Kalkan's table and sits down*
" As for the bartender, there is no need. I have come into a large sum of gold that would buy the Ale and spirits here 100 times over. Everyone help yourselves, tis open bar for all"
 *smiling I take a big puff and allow the flavorful weed to fill my lungs*

*pandemonium breaks out*

*Septim extends his wristblade and stabs a random person in the stomach, he then draws a longsword, blocks two slashes at him, and parries the enemy's blade into a wall. He kicks the enemy down, cuts his/her throat, and jumps behind the bar, grabbing a shotgun he begins shooting crazy drunken patrons attempting to get beer without being served. After running out of shells he tosses the shotgun aside and gets a M60 machine gun. He begins shooting patrons charging at the bar.

"Errrrrrrr-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" yells Septim as he fires the weapon.

*As the many patrons lie dead in pools of their own (and other people's) blood, Grubbs (one of the patrons who didn't charge the bar) approaches Septim.

"Ummm...Drakos paid for every single ale and drink in the bar...so they were legally allowed to do that..."

*Septim looks at the mounds of corpses littering the tavern floor.

"Well...*whistles*"

*Thunderous footsteps are heard as thirty clones enter the tavern. They clear out all the bodies and mop the floors, leaving the tavern as it had been before the mess.

"There we go..."

*Septim gets up and wipes the blood from his mouth, he then throws a golf ball at the back of Charley's head.

*Septim claps his hands together right as the trout is a three feet from his head, catching the trout with his hands. He then tosses the trout aside and pulls out a long rusty nail.

"I am so gonna kill you with tetanus!"

*Septim charges at Charley and stabs at him.

*Septim slips, then gets up to see Charley dive into a shatterproof window, which leaves a large bump on his head. Septim picks up his nail and runs at him, again attempting to stab him with a rusty nail.

*Septim laughed at Charley's misfortune.

"The poor bastard..."

*Septim hears miniguns firing inside the bathroom as Scientist's auto-turrets tear Charley to pieces.

*Septim, not knowing that Charley had survived, jumps behind the bar and begins washing glasses while singing a merry toon.