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</div><br/>The Dvergar male smiled toward the pirate woman as he achieved the golden coins from her for the necklace. A necklace he had equipped her with in attempt of persuading her to buy it. Once it had been bought and the deal was settled an annoying man pushed mostly the woman aside and Okor gave a growl in annoyance once he heard the clink to his helmet which made the whole helmet vibrate.<br/><br/>The man had paid no attention to the surroundings but he soon realised when the vibrating annoyance had stopped that there was festivities going on. He made a nod, making the mug fall to the floor and pour its liquid all over the place as he grunted.  The man would how ever not rest in peace for long when pair of arms wrapped around him and he noticed the same drunk male hugging him. Although he had a helmet across his head, deafening his hearing some. The thief made a slight mistake where the jewellery touched his armour. Sending a small vibration to his senses but Okor paid no special attention to it for now.<br/><br/><span style="color: Orange"><b>" Odd man."</b></span><br/><br/>The dvergar stood there dumbfounded for a few moments, not sure where to go when the festivities started before he recalled what he was supposed to do. Drink Dvergar ale. The man smiled to himself as he decided to place the coins in the pouch where he stored his jewellery of various sorts, when he noticed... It was oddly empty. Grabbing the bag, he felt the hole in the flimsy pouch. He growled in anger as he looked left and right toward the crowd. Before finding Zephyr going left and right before he ended up by his current destination after groping a guard.<br/><br/>With his target in sight and it was most likely that drunken fool. The armoured man would proceed, not really quiet about his progress either. A woman tried to seduce him by asking him to take his helmet off and enjoy the night with her. He simply snorted.<br/><br/><span style="color: Orange"><b>"Be gone you cheap skin of a slut."</b></span><br/><br/>The man took a firm grasp at her arm with his right hand and pushed/threw the woman aside rather roughly. Luckily for her, she collided with another man that was far interested in her skin. The dvergar took a firm grip of his hammer head, pulling it loose from its sheath before gripping tightly onto its shaft with his right hand as he progressed toward Zephyr. Zephyr could only see black through his helmet. No eyes. Like a blood hound following a scent. HE allowed himself to not get distracted.<br/><br/><span style="color: Orange"><b>" Thought you were a bit odd! You little piece of thief. I shall make sure your brain will splatter these floors and people! You will make a fine example to not cross a Dvergar and his hammer!"</b></span><br/><br/>The dvergar roared toward Zephyr. Still a bit of distance between the two but Zephyr could see the hammer in his hand. A weapon he was highly used to, bond to. The ignorance of the body guards would add to the extra danger. The man in question had nothing to lose if he were to kill Zephyr within the bar.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>