Threats...
-
Jaelle walks into the Mug, her face stone cold…she glares at Thor for a very long moment before she speaks in a voice that drips with menace.
Mark me words arsewipe, ye will pay fer wat ye did.
She then turns on her heel and clanks out of the Mug. She is then seen entering the Sail's warehouse and hasn't been seen from since.
-
*sogar seems quite joyfull about the chaos going about.. A loud outburst is heard form his direction…
"HA!! WOmen!!" shakes his head and goes about his business
-
Thor and the various patrons of the Mithril Mug have a long, good, hearty dwarven laugh at Jaelle, long after she walks out.