Bruynzeel
*ー* SHEW *ー*
The Long Road
A tale of the journey
Another no name tavern in a no name town... at least the locals were appreciative of his guitar work, counting tips his room for the week was paid in the first hour. There was still the three nords in the corner giving him the evil eye. Actually they are giving the entire room the evil eye. They don't look local either, mixed gear they look like a week or two out of the Forsaken. Bruynzeel decides to keep playing but be watchful of these three. A tale of the journey
"Well, you sure are a tricky cat." "You should drop that blade, unless you want it embedded in your own flesh." As he again advances "You forgot my friend." Bruynzeel is grabbed from behind. He places his leg between the legs of the one holding him and spins to his left drawing the holder around and unbalancing him which he then rolls to the ground and delivers a fast blow to the temple open palmed, but with the strength of a khajiit the nord crumples.
The remaining attacker rushes and Bruynzeel rolls toward him along the ground surprising him and taking his feet out from underneath him. Bruynzeel raises to his feet and the knife wielder jumps up, but as he starts to roar Bruynzeel palms his chin upward snapping his neck back and sending him to the floor again, this time knocked cold.
The room gone silent, Bruynzeel calmly leaves the foes laying where they are and retrieves his guitar. As he heads to his room he throws a couple gold on the bar saying "Sorry for the ruckus." Just then the guard rush in the door and between the bartender and the crowd the story is told for them. But Bruynzeel is questioned and has to sit at a table while it is all sorted out.
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