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*Ragnarr cleans the glass cup*
"So where the hell is he?"
*Takes a shaker and mixes some substances after cleaning some other cups gently with a wet cloth*

"....fine."

*Ragnarr takes out his sword slashes at the first knight. Nearly took his head, only left him shocked and scarred. Then he kicks the second, but since they're too many, Ragnarr jumps out the window, the knights following him outside.*

*Just momets later, the small peaceful yard in front of Ye Olde Tavern was a battleground. Ragnarr jumped on a bench and kicked his closest persuer in the face. The unfortunate lad fell on the grass on his back. Then Ragnarr ran to the small bridge over the artificial river and cut down two knights with quick and sudden slashes. He jumped away from an axe, swinging above his head, and ran, but suddenly turned around and killed the axe-wielding lad.*
*Just then, a few arrowns stabbed into Ragnarr's arm, leg and chest. Bloody crossbowmen,...he thought as he hided behind a tree for shelter. Just then, a few more arrows stabbed in the tree.*
*Sir Rolland and a few other knights slowly aproached the tree. As he was walking, Rolland was speaking.*
"No point to hide, wolf, come out and we'll shackle you for a prize,.."
*Ragnarr was thinking about is very bad situation. Then he suddenly knew what to do. He whistled.*
*Just then, Ragnarr's white wolf Greyjoy appeared from no where (obviously hiding) and tore out one of the knight's throught out. The distraction was all Ragnarr needed. He ran into the knights and started hacking, slashing and stabbing.*
*Soon, all that was left was wounded Ragnarr kneeling beside his wolf, blood-stained grass, a lot of dead men on the grass and the sound of Sir Rolland and his horse running away.*

*Ragnarr opens the whisky and drinks it in half, then pours the other half above his wounds.*
*Then he takes the stick and climbs up the stairs to his room. He returns with his sword-staff, leaning on it as he walks.*
"Well that was a nice way to start the day,..."

*Ragnarr takes a wooden harp and goes to the corner of the hall where he sings quietly almost to himself.*

In the name of desperation
I call your name
A lamentation I sigh
Again and again

Spiritual eclipse
The gateways are closed for me to seek

The night...
A veil of stars, watching
My shadow is born from light
The light of the eye, in darkness

Over troubled waters memories soar
Endlessly, searching night and day
The moonlight caresses a lonely hill
With the calmness of a whisper

I wear a naked soul
A blank face in the streaming water
It is cold in here
Frost scar my coat with dust

Eyes attach to your mute portrait
We spoke only through thoughts
Together we gazed, awaited
Hours brought thirst and the rising sun

Sunbirds leave their dark recesses
Shadows glid the archways

Do not turn your face towards me
Confronting me with my lonliness
You are in a forest unknown
The secret orchard
And your voice is vast and achromatic
But still so precious

Lullaby of the crescent moon took you
Mesmerized, its kaleidoscopic face
Granted you a hollow stare
Another soul within the divine herd

I have kept it
The Awakenth symbol
Hiddin inside the golden shrine
Until we rejoice in the meadow
Of the end
When we both walk the shadows
It will set ablaze and vanish
Black rose immortal

It is getting dark again
Dusk shuffle across the fields
The evening trees moan as if they knew
At night I always dream of you

*Septim pats Seloc on the back

"Yes it was...I love it when I can't understand a thing!"

"Want a drink, Seloc?"

*bran orders a drink for senturu*

"too many ppl are being interfered by jobs, what happened to just being a bum"?

*Septim serves Senturu's drink

"I was expecting a more 'official' looking announcement, Senturu, why must you get a yob?"

"I know, but it makes me sad...and if you have never seen the episode of Mind of Mencia that involves the 'wetback english' then you wouldn't understand the yob comment"

*Septim pours Seloc an ale and gives it to him, Septim then turns to Senturu

"Dangit, I'm gonna miss ya! I hope you get done with Jobcorps soon, but don't worry! The tavern is in good hands!"

*Seloc downs his ale in one*

"Yet more bad news I'm dead...."

*Septim pours a Heart of Fire and hands it to Ragnarr, Pelagius then refills Seloc's ale and looks at Grim.

"He's right here, but if I were you I wouldn't take him"

*Septim looks at Grim

"Will it be the usual Grimmy?"

Death: "Oh, sure thing Septim!"

*Septim pours a blackish looking drink for Death and passes it to him.

"So, how are things in the underworld?"

Death: "Good besides my wife, she nags and nags and nags! 'Grim, when are you going to get skin? Grim, when are you going to grow hair?' She just won't shut up!"

"Yeah, I know what you mean..."

*Death drinks his Blackish looking drink

Death: "Well, I gotta go, bye Septim!"

*Death leaves the tavern

"Yeh he has a wife how terrible........."

"O hi Defensive I thought it was a bit quiet!"

can any of ya'll understand what ya trying to say in this RP cant even talk that way it's hard tryind to speak like that all da time do't ya'll think. think gonna take a swim in da ponde by da tall grass

"lol"

*Seloc takes a seat next to Gold (Who still hasn't left the bar just hasn't posted).*

*Old Olaf stood up and started singing roughly.*

Demons of abyss wait for my pride
on wings of glory I'll fly brave and wild
I'll stop your madness your thirst for blood
to bring them peace where love must reign

A while ago the elder told dark will fall again
my land will see the light no more my beloved Algalord
My horse run wild the beast is back to conquer my reign the sea the hills
rivers and lakes call my holy name

Fight your holy war raise your mighty sword and ride
You're the chosen face the evil son of holy ice

Mighty warrior for the legend ride again
from the hills for peace and love to the sea of gold
my land must be free

*The others also started singing with him with wide smiles on their faces. Thoren took out his great-sword and swung it dangerously above the other’s heads, carried away by the song and mead. Ragnarr was also singing, but was not yet drunk.*

*Nobody actually notices Septim taking away the axe. Ragnarr took another eleven ales and left a gold coin on the bar beside Septim.*
"Sorry for the mess, Septim,."
*Sits back and the news for the arriaval of more drinks causes joyfull comments. Aeron jumps from his seat and starts explaining of how he slew a sea serpent."

“..the sea serpents entangled m’ship with its own body! But I got up on my feet again and made another charge, crying out the names of the Gods! This time….”
*He was really putting in a lot of acting and lively speech, as some times he swung his axe against the imaginary serpent, ran on the deck, pushed his crew,…*

*Pelagius leaves and a man enters a few hours later. He looks at the others.

"Guess who died? Died again. Septim's died, tell my friends!"

*A large crowd of people runs in

Crowd: "JOY TO THE WORLD, SEPTIM'S DEAD, HE GOT STABBED IN THE HEAD!"

*Septim looks at them and they all look back.

Crowd: "Dang, he had a son!"

*The crowd leaves and Septim sits on a barstool

"Errrrrrr...what?"