Gus has returned to see that his Tavern is once again defiled with the blood and bodies of dead half-elves lying on the floor painting the floor in crimson red.
"Ah Gus nice to see your face again, apologies for this, but this was not done by my hand that was done by that half-elf gentleman. Seems words were not enough for someone like that, funny gave me the impression of being a person of reason, guess there is a mistake." Xalroz says but doesn't seem to be bothered by it.
"What are you kidding me! Did you say something to him that he could have taken the wrong way that they would attack you? Oh fuck me, I'm dead! You caused my life and this place to doom a dark elf like a curse that has been brought upon my life. What have I done to deserve it?"
"Calm down Gus there is no need for you to be acting like someone about to piss themselves or you have already dirty your pants.
