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Darker looked away. He took another sip of his ale. It felt good on the back of his throat now. He turned back to face the man. "Serale, sir. You clearly don't realise that I DON'T HAVE EBONY SKIN"
Darker was absolutely furious. His head snapped back and he affixed his crimson eyes on the man. He smashed his fist down on the counter, his ale spilling and dripping onto the floor.
"And how DARE you accuse me of being a Jorel-lover." He spat onto the floor as if allowing the name of that filthy deity into his mouth had cursed it. "You filthy pig, I seriously doubt that when you breed with the animals on the ground you do Diana much respect. I doubt that an inbred mongrel like you could raise enough money to purchase a fine establishment like this. Your pub indeed! Now good day sir".
Darker turned. He quickly sought the door, and spotted it across the room, and began to make his way towards it
Last edited by Darker Angorian; May 17, 2006 at 04:52 PM.
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