"What's this?!" the midlander retorted as he let out an astounded laugh, an insult to Tobias' courageous defiance towards the mens' appearance.
Tarquin quickly drew his sword, throwing it swiftly off to his side as it came to meet with Lorielle's neck at a dangerous speed. He pressed the blade firmly against her vulnerable throat, enough to trouble the girl's breathing but not so hard as to cause bleeding.
"You best choose your fights more wisely, lad" Tarquin sneered as a bolt of lightning illuminated the grave scene, followed shortly by a clap of thunder that acted almost as an emphasis of the reality of the man's pending threat.
"...'lest you want to see your lady-friend here paint the dirt red" he added with a darker, more serious tone as his expression formed into that of a grimace, feeling almost offended by the man's arrogance.
Tarquin quickly drew his sword, throwing it swiftly off to his side as it came to meet with Lorielle's neck at a dangerous speed. He pressed the blade firmly against her vulnerable throat, enough to trouble the girl's breathing but not so hard as to cause bleeding.
"You best choose your fights more wisely, lad" Tarquin sneered as a bolt of lightning illuminated the grave scene, followed shortly by a clap of thunder that acted almost as an emphasis of the reality of the man's pending threat.
"...'lest you want to see your lady-friend here paint the dirt red" he added with a darker, more serious tone as his expression formed into that of a grimace, feeling almost offended by the man's arrogance.
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Characters: Andre Winter (Hy'ur) / K'nahli Yohko (Miqo'te)
