originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]Dojoville's bars weren't exactly known to have the best drinks. Some of the taverns just sold water instead of beer.
This particular bar however, was probably the top one which explained the three Knights that entered
The first, was standing at eight feet tall with a massive hammer. He had armor on, which seemed thick and strong.
The second was a seven foot man, with a giant greatsword on his back. The greatsword was almost his size, standing at 6 feet 6 inches.
The last one was a simple Knight, holding two swords. One in each hand. [/b]
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[i]He turned to the knights, eyeing them curiously.[/i] "You guys come to retake the Holy Land?" [i]He chuckled, taking a sip of his drink nonchalantly.[/i]
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"Oh great." [i]"Another one of em wanna be comedians."[/i] [u]"Guys, at least he's not like Drake."[/u] "Don't get me started." [i]"Who are you?"[/i]
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"A guy who likes some questionably good beer. That's pretty much it." [i]He was unfazed by their remarks, and he pointed to the guy with the large sword.[/i] "Holy shit- pun intended," [i]He chuckled.[/i] "How much does that thing weigh?"
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"[i]I had it custom made, so for me it's light as a feather while for others it's anywhere between 100 and 1,000 pounds "[/i]
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"Witchcraft!" [i]He muttered, moving his feet and eyeing the sword with awe.[/i] "Can you cut a car in half with it?" [i]He asked curiously, taking another puff of his cigar.[/i]
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"[i]I Never tried.... Maybe I should. "[/i]
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"Here, lets go try. There's plenty of them outside." [i]He guzzled the rest of the drink, slapping some change on the counter with a rather generous tip, grinning.[/i]
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[i]"Right behind you."[/i] [b]The Knight stretches, heading for the door [/b]
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[i]He walked out, gesturing to a shiny red car. It looked pretty expensive.[/i] "That one should do." [i]He said, grinning maniacally.[/i]
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"Who's is it?"
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"Don't know don't care!" [i]He said hesitantly, visibly excited.[/i] "Alright, let's see what that cleaver of yours can do."
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"[i]Here goes."[/i] [b]The Knight raises his sword and swings downwards, easily cutting through the car like a hot Knife through butter [/b]
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"Holy shit." [i]He muttered, eyes wide as he dropped his cigar in amazement.[/i] "Damn, I wouldn't want to be hit by that thing anytime soon."