A muffled scream, accompanied by a sound of broken furniture came from inside of the rundown tavern "Come here you fucking- Gotcha prick! Open the door!" Someone shouted, a minute later someone opened the door... with his face in rapid motion. A dirty ratman was thrown out right in the mud in front of the local. As he tried to run away, an eccentric feline gave him loving kick to the base of the spine. "Better for you if I will never see you here again!" Bobcat called out and stroke his mustache "Fucking limp dick..." He added under his nose and made his way back to the counter. As he sat down and pulled the smoking pipe out of the pocket, he spoke to the bartender. "Fill me a fresh mug... Jesus that oik really got on my ner- Hey! Close the door!" And growled out to new patron walking in, a fisherman with a broken horn "Aye mate... give me a large mug will ye?" Ram shouted in the middle of the tavern, not paying attention to the annoyed feline. "Heyyy brother! Wanna have a drink together?" His drunken breath traveled straight to the cat's nose. Annoyed noble just shouted back. "FUCK OFF!" and dropped his head to focus on his pipe. "Come on Hetman... won't you drink with a fan?" At this point Jerzy's ears perked up under the hat, feline jumped up with his eyes locked in the drunken sailor. "HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW MY RANK?!" with a voice echoing through the entire dock, ram wiggled drunkenly and looked back at him with an equally drunken stare.
With many spirits in his breath, he answered with a chuckle* "Ahhh I heard yer men refer to you like that..." Jerzy had nothing else to say and had no right to be angry at the ram for it. Without saying a word, his rear connected with a dusty chair. Trying to ignore the drunken ram, Jerzy attempted to light up his smoking pipe again... no luck
"Hey matey... Let me tell you about the girl which fell from the sky!" Ram said playfully, Jerzy was not as playful "Just fuck off already..."

Their minds were too far away, too deep into a non-existent argument to spot the armed man walking into the tavern... the Inquisitor... and they both were sinners.

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Another amazing artwork done by  stesha_di

Based on the RP, I didn't have such an intense story building since last year!
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