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Post by tarquin on Oct 4, 2011 19:03:51 GMT 2
Tarquin sat at his table. It was his table no one dared sit there with out his say so, Half the people here worked for him in some fashion. He sliped his pint as the man went on about how he could not pay back the money he owed him. Truth be told he did not care. He could tell the man was scared of him. That was fine he could make it worse but there was no need for that sort of thing at all. It was a waste of his powers. The third time the man started to repeat him self he lifted his hand up to shut him up,
" Mr Smith the problem is if i let you slide with your payment it means that others will as well. Other might try it but i like you so here the deal. You needed the money for your daughters collage correct?" the man nodded. "good well here the deal. Take as long as you want but every time you are later i will take it from your daughter one way or another." Tarquin smiled as the mans face whent from joy to fear. Now this was some thing he was use to and understood. the man clearly knew what he was meaning.
"now get out of my face." with that the man ran off out of the bar. He looked around things were quiet and that was good. Since he moved in too this bar and claimed it as "his own" no one would even dare start a fight. Having people like Tarquin making your bar a local had its advantage as long as you did not mind a bit of illegal operations threw your bar.
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