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Anthony Blackshaw, 07 Aug '12

        A globule of spit landed in the dust a few inches from Rud's foot causing him to stop mid‑stride. At the entrance to the tavern a skinny weasel faced man slumped on an old beer barrel chewing. He looked up to meet Rud's glare and smiled revealing a few yellow peg like teeth and a mouthful of chewing tobacco.
        “-and it over” said the man pointing towards the sword at Rud's side.

        Instinctively Rud took a defensive step back and gripped the hilt of his sword. The skinny man on the barrel stopped smiling and sat up.

        “-ere you -and that over now!” the man protested and this time he reached forward for the sword.

        Rud drew his sword from its scabbard a short way making it clear he had no intention of handing it over but that he was prepared to use it. A look of fear washed over the skinny man's face and his mouth fell open.

        “N-n-now just you st-st-stop right there” stuttered the man getting to his feet and taking a step away. “Th-th-this -ere's a f-f-free town an' y-y-you can't take n-no s-s-sw-sword in t-to no tavern.”

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  • Anthony Blackshaw said...

    A quick burst before I write the latest blog - ended up playing around with dialog again.

    If you haven't spotted the new library or features check out the blog ( for more info - there's nothing on libraries up yet but there will be tonight.

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  • Jessica Cambrook said...

    I wish you'd written more, I love sword-and-sandal (always with tavern) stories :D This really caught my attention but now I want to see more of Rud!

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  • Edward Coles - Jordan said...

    Good mixture of humour and darkness, I love how you start it off with just a plain old globule of spit, I was hooked from then on :P
    I also wanted to see more!

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