Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131128042156/@comment-11588669-20131129054012

He blinked. Three men stood before him, two large, bulky, with arms crossed and feet planted shoulder width apart. The third was more slender, but he had a katana strapped to his back, and a face of business.

"The only reason, that I have not killed any of you, is because I am currently on a date. So get out of my way, or I remove you, and go about my business. This is your only warning." He said, face a stone mask with the exception of a slight snarl.

The armed man smirked, unphased. "Unfortunately, our Boss has paid us to stall you while he finds his prize." Burning pain erupted from his stomach as the sentance finished. He looked down, to see a hilt sticking out of it. He dropped to his knees, and heard the sound of bone breaking. A grunt, then one of his guards landed right in front of him, head bent at an awkward angle. A cruch, and the other fell beside his comrade, head crushed. The blade in his belly was removed, then a pair of hands gripped his skull. A twist, and he felt nothing more.

Nox stepped out of the way between tents, and began walking back towards where Tianee was. Wondering who the hell this 'Boss' was?

"Well. How is such a pretty girl like you left all by her lonesome?" The voice intoned. It was masculine, and the man it came out of was large. He was ripped, muscles bulging. Blonde hair, green eyes, dressed in fine clothing. He looked like a general from ancient times attending a party. And his name was John Boroue.

"John Boroueh, Miss...?"