Vice there as he watched the dwarf converse with some dwarves they cheered kept an chugging down beer as their laughter filled the bar
Vice sighed 'that piece of shit said he going to find some allies but...' "crack" a crack appeared on the cup vice was holding 'he's having the time off his life'
A female ogre walked over to Vice and looked at the cup she snarled "your going to pay for that.."
"He'll be paying for for everything" he pointed to the table across the room that was filled with dwarves only
The looked back to the bar flicking her finger and a male hobgoblin attend walked over rolling up his sleeve, the dwarf had brought Vice to a bar in a basement of some rundown neighbourhood
"Is the a problem miss?" A few eyes in the bar moved to Vice as the hobgoblin stood next to Vice towering over him
"Yes he broke the cup and now he is saying someone else will pay for it" she looked at her fingers and rubbed looking away from them
