Sentinel
In one swift motion you whip your blade from your hip and hold it pointed to the man's nose. He looks momentarily startled at the speed with which you readied yourself. Then the anger returns to his face.
"You really want do die, eh?" He says with a snarl. He raises his short sword over his head and takes a hefty swing at you. As his sword arcs downward you step to the side and take a counter swing at his blade. There is a loud gasp in the room as your sword cuts through his steel like butter and his broken blade clangs onto the tavern floor.
Before the man can make another move the tip of your blade is pressing into the skin under his jaw.
"Would YOU like to die tonight?" You say still smirking at him. His wide eyes are locked on the hilt of your sword.
"B-by the gods. . ." He tries to speak as you press the tip into his skin a little more firmly. "Y-you're a Sentinel!"
There is a wave of whispers that floods the dingy room and every eye now looks at you with new respect.
"You really want do die, eh?" He says with a snarl. He raises his short sword over his head and takes a hefty swing at you. As his sword arcs downward you step to the side and take a counter swing at his blade. There is a loud gasp in the room as your sword cuts through his steel like butter and his broken blade clangs onto the tavern floor.
Before the man can make another move the tip of your blade is pressing into the skin under his jaw.
"Would YOU like to die tonight?" You say still smirking at him. His wide eyes are locked on the hilt of your sword.
"B-by the gods. . ." He tries to speak as you press the tip into his skin a little more firmly. "Y-you're a Sentinel!"
There is a wave of whispers that floods the dingy room and every eye now looks at you with new respect.