A Need to Slumber? [Grubby NPC Topic]

I been sayin' it a long ass time, over'n over but I'm gonna keep sayin' it til it stops bein' true. I don't fuggen like this guy. Don't like'is face, don't like'is boots, don't like what'is boots're standin' on. I killed men fer less an' I ain't see no diff'rnce here. My knuckles pop as I wrap my fingers 'round my knife, fuggen broke nose whistlin'.
"You bet on yer fuggen life we's friends..." I growl at'im. I seen this before. I been here before, stood right where I'm standin' here with some jagoff gloatin' an' callin' me pal, every time it ended the same. I fuggen swing at'im an' he starts chokin' on blood, how it always goes. Don't make me less fuggen pissed off, don't make me more confident. Just makes me fuggen nostalgic, kiddos. Nostalgic an' fuggen tired. Always gotta be me, this shit ain't happen to no one else. Feel like Avandra jus' likes givin' me a hard time, watchin' me sweat like a whore'n church. Makes me wish when I put the steel to some asshole two more ain't pop up. Better'n doin' nothin' an' lettin'em get away with it.
"You just do what ya gotta do there witch, I'm gonna do the same here. Ain't no hard feelin's."

Start seein' red at all the blood he's got on'is hands. I tense up there, gettin' ready to plant my dagger in his gatdamn kidneys. Just like all the others. This jagoff don't deserve to live, no he don't. Fuggen pisses me the fuck off but it ain't personal, ya got me wrong there. Even though he made it personal I ain't take no sin against me ya hear. This ain't about me, never fuggen was. S'about assholes takin' from people what can't stop'em. I might be a rogue but I can't fuggen stand those motherfuckers, folks worms call lower'n shit. Gonna pull his guts out an' make'im dance a jig on his fuggen colon.
I ain't fuggen listenin' to ya shit fer brains, this assholes bad an' I'm about to make the world a better gatdamn place!
That ship done sailed boy! Gonna make this jagoff pay fer what he fuggen did!
S'posin' I do an' I'm gonna do what's right, bring the fuggen Nine Hells!
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An' yer one to tell me what's the best way are ya!?
I let this asshole walk an' how many other people's he gonna get killed, huh?!
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.....so what the fuggam I s'posed to do there? Just let'im go on a killin' spree?

I been borin' a hole in this fugger's mask fer a few good moments, decidin' if I think his windpipe needs me to install a new hole in it. Don't care what power he's got're where it comes from, Ego, necromancy, fuggen magic unicorn pubes it don't matter. Gonna find a way to beat'im bloody. Even if what he says is true which it ain't, don't trust him as far as I can throw'im, but if'n what he says is true he's got a lotta hell to pay. I grind my teeth down 'fore I speak next.


My ring stops fuggen glowin', the only shadows on the ground there're mine an' his. I take a few steps back but I'm still starin'im down. This ain't over. Not by a damn longshot.
"Ain't satisfy dick, friend. Nobody said I believe a damn word that comes outta yer rotten mouth. Ya can call this the last 'lil bit of an old man's patience but this ain't the benefit'a the doubt or any'a that horse shit. If ya know who I is then ya know I'm a rogue, an' if ya know a 'lil somethin' about rogues we keep a low profile, s'bad fer business. So congratcha-fuggen-lations pickin' a fight in broad daylight. Can't say I blame ya. Ain't no honor in fightin' anyway." I take a couple more steps back there, start turnin' to go. Ain't gonna do nothin' stupid like put my full back to'im're nothin' but Kesson Rel's right, this ain't a fight I can win today. Gotta play the hand yer dealt.
"Yer a goddamn fool if yer thinkin' this is the end'a things. I'm tellin' ya right now yer gettin' what's comin' to ya, just a matter'a when."

Start headin' down one'a the alleys nearby, just walkin', keepin' an eye on that rat bastard. But soon as I get outta view I'm fuggen gone, son. Gonna climb up the buildin's, take zig-zag paths I'm familiar with but don't go know where, best way to avoid bein' followed, best way to not leave a trail. Fer now I gotta plan, got a taste'a what I'm up against. S'gonna take me a good while 'fore I can put'im down fer good but it's gonna happen. Mark my fuggen words.