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He walked slowely across the wooden docks. The sea was rough and made a loud sound of thunder as it hit the small boats and splashed up onto the decking. His heavy boots made a clinking sound as he walked acros the wood. His chains acros his leather biker style top moved and clinked in the breeze. He stood on first small stone step at the bottom of a dozen and took a deep breth. His face was hidden under his long white hair. He slowely started walking up the steps and then turned and looked towards the small town. His green eyes glinted as he saw a small tavern in between the buildings. He walked up slowely towards it. The sea was still loud but was getting quieter as he gained his distance. His large blade hung in its sheath from his belt the red handle glinted slightly everytime a bit of light from one of the many buildings hit it. He stoped infront of the door and reached his leather fingerless gloved hand out towards the handle and opend the door. He walked in cloosing it behind him.
He stood there and scanned the tavern looking at all the diffrent people.Most looked like vilagers apart from one guy at the bar he seemed difrent. His blade glinted as he walked forwards to the bar. He pulled out a stool against the far wall and sat there waiting for the bartender. He heard one of the villagers starting to get a bit off his head and turned round to look. He turned around and saw three of them standing over him staring at him baring there teeth. The man simply grunted and turned away. One of the three men grabed his shoulder. The man lifted his hand to the villagers and moved it "dont touch me" He spoke in a casualy but rough way. He felt a hand on both his shoulders and lift him up off his seat. He swung one leg back kicking one away then slaming his gloved fist into anothers jaw he sent him over one of the tables. The third man lifted up the stranger and threw him acros the bar. He slid acros knocking the bartender over at the same time and fell off the end of the bar. He stood up slowely from the floor wiping a bit of blood from his mouth laughing. He reached for his blade and pulled it out smiling. It glinted in the light and the blade had a saw like edge on one side. He lifted it up and walked towards the man. He spun it and stabed the third man through the gut. The man reached for his stomach as he bled. He then pulled it out and sheathed it. Blood coverd the floor now and the stranger sat in his seat again casualy hearing the groans of the other men.
1. The sea was rough and made a loud sound of thunder as it hit the small boats and splashed up onto the decking. 2. His heavy boots made a clinking sound as he walked acros the wood. 3. His chains acros his leather biker style top moved and clinked in the breeze.
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