Where other men would seem to grow angry with being talked to like that, tiras's face is a picture of calm, Never showing the boiling rage inside him. He doesn't turn to follow skald, All the years of being brain washed and raised by the empire kicks in.
There is only loyalty
Purge the heretic
Slay the rebellious
Remove any threat to the Emperor
He walks over to the nord, not a sound is heard besides the speech being given, And as he reaches him... So close he could smell the unwashed filth on the nords body. In one smooth moment he kicks out the back of the nords legs, Putting him on his knees and with an over head slash he separates the heretics head from his body, sending it flying into a near by bush.
He looks up at the remaining nords as they look at him in shock, An unsettling calm look is spread over Tiras's face. As he looks back at the nord people then sheaths his sword, and then he starts to speak and his lets his rage out.
"With out me and my companions you all would have been riden down!" Hes close to screaming
"I am the chosen of the emperor and with out me, With out him you all would be dead. You all should be worshiping him as the hero he is and even after he gives you the freedom to live in this land you turn your back on him!" He yells at the nords. A look spreads over his face... A look of anger that could make even the most seasoned warrior think twice before attacking.
"If I see any of you again I will kill you my self, I am eternal I am the sword of the empire that will end any who pose a threat to it, Now tell Ulfric of this news if you dare, tell him his time is done, And once the empire is untied we will drive these elves out of the great empires land" He takes a deep breath and takes one last look at the group, Feeling that they've learned their place to turns and walks towards skald
"Lets go." He says to skald as they start to leave
