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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 28, 2009 23:32:44 GMT -5
An arm reached around the the door grabbing the otter by the neck, and jerked him in the room and slamming him into the wall. The figured slammed into the otter and pressed its forearm up against the otter's neck to pin him. As the figure entered the light, it was obvious who it was. It was the otter from the Tavern! He towered over the other and leaned his face inward, his milky white eyes seeming to peer into his soul. The otter spoke in a deep, gruff voice. It had the sound of authority. A beast whom of which you would not want to get into trouble with or against. "Who are you...Why are you following me...." He said,almost emotionless.
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 28, 2009 23:40:44 GMT -5
Rogg did not try to grab the brawny arm that was about his neck "I, am Rogg Streambattle, and you killed that rat remember? I was just wondering who you were, I mean, I haven't seen very many otters here, none in fact. I just thought that mabe we knew each other, your face looks familier, but mabe not. I would sugest that you remove your paw". He had a calm but commanding voice "Please don't make me hurt you"...
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 28, 2009 23:54:41 GMT -5
"Please don't make me hurt you"...
The brawny, dark furred, otter's face didn't change. "That may be your only chance...." He said pressing in harder and leaning in on the otter's ribcage.
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 0:04:52 GMT -5
Rogg moved fast as the flashing lightining, he grabbed the dark furred otter's arm took a step backwards twisting the other otter's arm with an audible crunch. In the same motion he drew his stiletto and stabbed it into his attacker's arm. Leaving the dagger in the otters arm, Rogg jumped back and stood ready. "I'm sorry I had to do that" he shouted over the storm "but I think a big beast like you has taken worse. Now who are you?!?"...
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 0:14:23 GMT -5
The large otter jerked his arm away from from Rogg and looked at the blade sticking out of his arm. His face was unchanging. He turned his head slightly to Rogg before turning to face him...
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Rogg's body came crashing through the glasses window and landed in the muddy street outside. His stiletto landed beside him. The large otter stood looking out of the window, as if taunting the beast for more. He half expected to get it too...
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 0:19:10 GMT -5
Rogg rolled over onto his back, looked up at the downpour and sighed. Slowly he rose to his paws and picked up his bloody stiletto, wiping it on his cloak he called up to the window, "So can we talk now?"...
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 0:23:03 GMT -5
From behind the Otter in the room, several other silhouettes could be seen coming into view behind him. "Yeah...come talk...." A voice said coming from the building...but it wasn't his voice...
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 0:25:53 GMT -5
Rogg put away his dagger and slowly walked into the dark room. He could not his paw in front of his face. "So mabe you could turn on a light matey?" he said as he slowly walked into the dark room.
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 0:37:46 GMT -5
"Gladly..." A voice said before lanterns began to light up the room. Suddenly the room had 3 other otters in it. The large otter from before, a slightly shorter one who was also well built and had several tattoos on his shoulder's and neck, and another shorter one who appeared to had more normality about him. The one with the tattoo had his arms crossed. He had 2 twin, cutlass's strapped to his back and a scar across his right eye. He was indeed menacing looking. "Your Rogg...." the otter said with a half surprised tone. "We'll your a bit of a let down..." he said turning around as if irritated.
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 11:55:08 GMT -5
Why is it never easy? Rogg thought to himself as he looked at the three other otters. "'He that slays without reason, is slain for that reason', in other words if I had killed your big bodyguard there we wouldn't be having this jolly conversation right now 'cause you and your bodyguards would be dead and I would be feeling horrible right now because I would have killed three of my own species. So in other words; be happy your still alive!!" he deliverd this tirade with his voice raising in volume untill he was almost shouting at the end...
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