Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-27550231-20160801045344

I'm roused from my sleep at the sound of something clinking against my helmet. I look up at the direction of clink and see Tayla, Dasha's stall mate, desperately gestureing to the counter. Unenthusiactically I turn my head and see a rather large and blood soaked waderer covered in what seems to be a cloak made of snake skin... Dasha is trying to calm down the disgrunteld person. "I-I-I-I-I-I didn't know! I didn't know that there were lamias there I swear! I got that map from-"

Stranger: "Bullshit! You knew about them! You sold me that map! You knew that the lamias were there! You set me up and you gotta pay!" He grabs her by the collar and lifts her up and with his free hand and pulls out a bloody jagged blade. "Die you danuki skum!" he plunges his blade down and I catch it mid lunge. He angrily looks up to me and tries to force his knife down to dasha to no avail.

Me: "Leave. The lady. Alone. Or do I have to force you?" Sowly I start applying pressure to his wrist while prying Dasha free with my other hand.