Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191020115318/@comment-25808351-20191023140330

@Lance: The vulgar man’s friends watch from afar. “You think he’ll get her?” One asks.

“These Mamono types are all harlots, ready to be breeded like dogs. That bombastic cow will surely take the bait.” Replies the military looking man.

“Yes’m, my name is Walter Dulkin. I have a group of friends in a room not far from here, we could really use the help of a woman sporting your attributes-“ Walter starts.

“I don’t know if this is a good idea gents....” Another man at the bar cautions. “There’s a lot of big bruisers. Like that Jaghund guy, he’s the bloody Destroyer. I hear he can break a man in half.”

“What would it matter to a man like him? It is of no concern to the wretch.” The military looking man scoffs.

Marcus then looks in the man’s direction, his keen ears having picked his name from their conversation. The cautious man immediately caves in from fear and runs to Walter.

“Walter, let’s forget about it.” The frightened one says with a tremble in his voice.

“What’s gotten into you?” Walter turns with scowl.

“Look there’s all these dangerous people around, we don’t need to be doing this with them here to get involved. Look that Destroyer guy is already watching us.” The man frets. Walter then looks and sees Marcus glaring at them.

“Maybe he wants to help us break these gals.” Walter scoffs.

“Come on Walter, leave her be.” The frightened man warns again.

“Fine! You sackless lamb. I guess that used dish rag Kikimora will have to do. Such a shame, this gals utters could have fed all of us.” Walter says turning away.