Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200423213810/@comment-25808351-20200503171315

Lance/Tikkit: Penny doesn’t respond to Vespiraa, she just places a second bottle of the same drink on the bar. She instead answers Lance.

“That’s the guy.” She points to Romp.

“Yeah! I’m the guy! I finally get to meet this ‘dog’ everyone is so scared of. Though I don’t see why. You don’t look that tough. Look more like a farmer than a top tier warrior.” Romp laughs.

“There’s always some fuckwit who doesn’t know when to shut up.” Marcus replies.

“Fuckwit huh? What about you? Servant to the Governess and such. Bet she’s a bit-“

Before Romp could even finish, Marcus grabbed the man by the collar with one hand and yank him, slamming his head over the bar. Romp’s head smacked the bar and created a terribly loud thud. The man tumbled over like a corpse, and hit the ground. He was barely cognitive, but would recover soon.

Marcus crouched down by Romp’s head and sneered.

“Talk shit about my Cyndwella, or anyone I like again, and I’ll punch you so hard you’ll be shiting your own teeth for a decade.”