New fantasy type thing

*durzo levels the spear of shadows at the knight*

"Know what....fuck this I'm not suicidal"
*He climbs off and returns to street level, intent on finding the 'whore'

"STOP" says a old voice from the crowd, the knight coming to a halt immediately.

*the spear dissapates*

*durzo looks towards the voice*

The 11 priests arrive, their horses draped in black robes and dull metal plates.
"You asked to meet us, what do you wish to know"

"Why do you want my demon?"

"Why is it your demon, is it bound to you? Are you keeping it captive?"

Kitten

Spanish... ...inquisition?

Dude

That is just fucking epic

You broke canon whilst there is not a certain one

Visit some inns Bush

"It pledged itself to my service"

*He wonders into an in with Trigger at his side looking adorable*

"I don't care for pledges, either you hand it over or you die alone"

*he smirks* "so you'll try to kill a shadowsworn... That'll go well you you"

*There seems to be dangerous men drinking in this inn, pipe smoke filling the air*

"I won't need to try" he says.

"A man so confident at killing assassins, is either brave, or stupid"

"You don't look brave"

"I'm certainly not brave, but then, I don't need to be"

*He saunters up to the bar as Trigger decides to go and bug a not so dangerous patron*

"How would you kill me then? Magic? Send your men at me, sir useless over there?"

"Kill? No, that is far too easy"

Raeven, aren't you a little overconfident about your character?

*Brewster girl raises his head and looks at him*

"Was möchtest Du trinken?"

OOC: I CAN BREAK CANON EVEN THOUGH THERE IS NON HIMFEA! FEAR ME!

IC: "So question time, why the hell do you want me anyway? I am charming and all, I must admit, but why?"

"To advance our creation, we need you to power it"

I think you might want to cease here, Raeven's no longer online

"Wodka-Martini geschüttelt, nicht gerührt"

*She pours and serves*

"Danke" *He drinks it and begins inquiring about thingy*

*She doesn't say anything, hides behind the bar, you realise that half of the crowd in the inn is standing and staring at you*

".....Shiße, entweder du Angst hast oder ich habe ernsthaft angepisst Sie aus"

*They draw their blades, daggers and swords, and begins to advance towards you*

They are fifteen people

*he sighs, drawing his sabres
"That was the worst possible idea"

*They strike at you*

Animate this scene yourself*

Night

OOC: I lack animation software :'(

*Moments before the strikes connect, a pulse shoots through Roberts body, time practically coming to a standstill as the stored magic enhances his body to such a degree that to everyone else he is but a faint blur. A second passes in real time and the assailants are left screaming, clutching at their severed hands* (He cut off the hand which help a weapon, unarmed people still have hands)
"Ich entschuldige mich , aber es war selber schuld"

"Power your reality? Say it in normal person words or I'm leaving. What do you want?"

Ooc: my plan in all of this has been, teleport away if shit goes down

mate

Why the fuck did you use magic on purpose

That was fucking lame

no sportsmanship

*You have made the bar a fucking bloodpool, the men who attacked you are either rushed out of the inn or passed out, the men who did not attack you keeps drinking and doing their own businesses in calmness, then the girl stands up*

"Ich weiß es nicht... Meine Kunden nicht zahlen mir regelmäßig heute..."

OOC: Totally sporting! Swords are not indoor weapons and he was outnumbered.

"Tut mir leid, das Chaos. Wissen Sie etwas über ihr aber?"
*He sheathes the sabres and walks back to the bar*

"Abhängt."

"was willst du?"

"Ich weiß nicht... Das Corgi Amulett sieht fair..."

*He looks down to the Emerald amulets and runs his thumb over it*

"Versuchen Sie, und erraten, wer ich bin, habe ich eine Corgian Amulett , einen Corgi und den Akzent von jemandem aus Corgian Länder. Ich werde auch erwähnen, dass die Prinzessin ist ganz lieb von mir."

"Ich weiß, und ich interessiere mich nicht."

"In that case I guess I'll conclude my business here"
*He turns and walks out, Trigger runs to his side carry several pouches of money in his mouth*

"Sie werden nicht mehr am Leben sein, wenn Sie Schritt aus der Tür."

*He draws the sabres and half turns with a smirk*
"You're gonna stop me?"

Speak deutsch mate

"Sie wissen, wie zu hacken und Schrägstrich, aber es scheint, dass Sie keine Kenntnisse über die Schattenseiten überfüllten Städten. Jäger werden gejagt werden, werden Sie sich wie eine Fliege zu jagen... Wenn Sie mich fragen, sollten Sie bei mir zu bleiben, wenn Sie wollen, für eine längere Zeit lang zu leben."

"Sie wollen, dass ich bei dir bleiben?"

"Nein, ich biete Ihnen eine großzügige Hilfe.