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The Inn laid dorment except for a few whispers and silent conversations in the corners. Worth felt his beard itching and scratched it with care and then muzzled down his mead almost swallowing the tankard too.
"As I was saying..." His friend who sat beside him started the conversation over again but didnt get far before a thundering voice filled the room.
"You son of a lesbian whore! By the Forefathers, Im gonna use your guts as mustard! Give me my money!"
A chair came flying and crashed into the wall infront of Worth making him to jump up and down on his chair and turning around to see what was going on.
As he turned he saw what looked like a deformed hill giant swearing and cursing at another man. He took a quick look at him and almost barfed at the sight. The giant had a deformed face and a forehead the size of his mothers biggest saucepan. The abomination's eyes stared at seperate objects and drool dripped from the tip of its tounge wich hanged out several decimeters from its mouth.
"Who dares disturb me in my drinking?" At these words the giant slowly turned and faced Worth. Worth stared directly at him and he stared directly at the wallpaintings on each side of Worth.
"Gaarrrrrghh, who are you?"
"I'm the one who is gonna kill you if you keep on disturbing the peace in this other so quiet little inn. So be quiet before I cut your head off and use your forehead as a plate"
The giant drew his knife and threw himself at Worth. Worth was already prepared and punched him in his already ugly face making him tumble back and start to cry.
"May I know your name before I decapacitate you?"
"... Mag Mus... It's Mag Mus..."
The Brave Sir Knight Penningsworth looped the abomination's head off and made raspberry syrup on his blood. He could now resort to eating his pancakes upon his newly aquired plate and syrup.
Penningsworth...
Penningsworth...
"As I was saying..." His friend who sat beside him started the conversation over again but didnt get far before a thundering voice filled the room.
"You son of a lesbian whore! By the Forefathers, Im gonna use your guts as mustard! Give me my money!"
A chair came flying and crashed into the wall infront of Worth making him to jump up and down on his chair and turning around to see what was going on.
As he turned he saw what looked like a deformed hill giant swearing and cursing at another man. He took a quick look at him and almost barfed at the sight. The giant had a deformed face and a forehead the size of his mothers biggest saucepan. The abomination's eyes stared at seperate objects and drool dripped from the tip of its tounge wich hanged out several decimeters from its mouth.
"Who dares disturb me in my drinking?" At these words the giant slowly turned and faced Worth. Worth stared directly at him and he stared directly at the wallpaintings on each side of Worth.
"Gaarrrrrghh, who are you?"
"I'm the one who is gonna kill you if you keep on disturbing the peace in this other so quiet little inn. So be quiet before I cut your head off and use your forehead as a plate"
The giant drew his knife and threw himself at Worth. Worth was already prepared and punched him in his already ugly face making him tumble back and start to cry.
"May I know your name before I decapacitate you?"
"... Mag Mus... It's Mag Mus..."
The Brave Sir Knight Penningsworth looped the abomination's head off and made raspberry syrup on his blood. He could now resort to eating his pancakes upon his newly aquired plate and syrup.
Penningsworth...
Penningsworth...
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