Man at Hook and Crook
Class: Male, Human, Thorwaler
Talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time, you scarecrows.
As you enter the “Hook and crook”, all talk inside ceases. Everyone stares at you in open hostility.
“Talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time, you scarecrows.” one of the men informs you.“Yes, you certainly are, bottom breath.”
“I would most certainly regret that, my good man.”
“Pray tell, why are you all so beastly?”
“You’re going to regret saying that, you ratface, take my word for it.”
The man viciously swings the leg of a chair at the nearest member of your party and you can see his mates rising to join in.“So we don’t like stinking orcs. Big deal!”
“Being insulted by you is music to my ears.”
“What, is my shave that bad?”
“Do keep insulting us if it makes you happy.”
“You haven’t just got a bad shave, boys, you stink! You look like some measly little landlubbers who desperately need a keelhauling, and most of all, you live mighty dangerously. Any more questions?”
“Yeah, at which brothel does your mother work?”
“Yeah. How did you live to be this old?”
“No, thank you very much.”
“You’re too feeble even to provide a challenge and I’m afraid I’d fall asleep bashing your heads in. Paddle off, before I change my mind.”
With those words he pushes you out into the street.
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