Thorned Hammer

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Thomas watched John out of the corner of his eye, glad to see his friend was taking the initiative and reaching for some sort of weapon he hoped.
"Come on you ignorant Jack ass, Im waiting for an answer!" He snapped, determined to keep the small man's attention fixed on him and away from John. "Tell me, what have you done?" He took another step forward, that as far as he intended to go. It wasn't like he wanted to get shot, but he wanted to give John as much time as possible to get in position.

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"Easy, if we had money do you think we'd be lounging around here in the morning?" Thomas said in a placating tone, holding up his hands to show they were empty and glancing back at John. This wasn't the first time they'd been on the receiving end of a threat like this, so this was not new ground.
"And as far as your friend there goes, he was probably gonna get beat up at some point here! Was inevitable really, he just happened to bump into us first so we gave it to him." He was taking slow and steady steps towards the small man now, still speaking in that deceptively calm voice that didn't really reach the cold glare creeping into his eyes. "And as for the South? Tell me just what have you done there, you over saturated filthy flesh peddler? How many fields have you tilled and how many crops have you harvested by the hard labor of your slaves?" Now standing two feet from the right of the man, Thomas's tone had changed along with his glare to an accusatory hiss, disgust seeming to drip from his words like venom.

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"He's not my type I think Ill pass on the kissing" Thomas smirked in response to his friend's taunting. Then he slipped from his chair to meet the man toe to toe. A moment later the small man's fist came flying at his face and Thomas snagged it with both hands. He held it there for a second to see the look of surprise on the bearded fellow's face before twisting it sharply behind the man's back and kicking him swiftly in the ass. It send him staggering a few steps away while Thomas lazily snagged the bearded man's mug to sample its contents. He immediately gagged, spitting it back into the mug. "Agh, you turn Northern brew into sludge!" He complained, before hearing John's exclamation and looking over in time to see the bigger man strike him in the face.
"Hey! Don't hit the gentleman!" Snapped Thomas, ramming his shoulder into the bigger man to knock him off and away from John. "Not in the face at least, hes gotta keep that pretty and clean."

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Cant help themselves!

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Thomas was grinning ear to ear now in that mocking way of his, clearly enjoying this more then he had a right to. He was still lounging in the stool, his elbows propped up on the counter behind him and seeming at ease. This wasn't his first bar fight though, and despite his outward appearance he was ready and able to leap to his feet at a moment's notice and deck this obnoxious man with a solid punch.
"I think you heard me pretty damn well. Or are you lot deaf as well as dumb?" He taunted, gaze darting between the two and landing on the smaller manwith a snort of disgust. "What, cant kick it yourself? Scared? Come on you bearded idiot I'll give you a real Northern welcome."

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Thomas just laughed softly at the idea, before looking around when the doors banged open and the boisterous new comers came marching in.
"Ah they'll get whats comin' to them soon enough." He said quietly, picking up his mug to finish of it's remaining contents. "Most likely at my boot but we'll give 'em a chance to walk clear first hm? Its the polite thing to do." Amicably he thanked the barmaid for his drink, pushing the now empty mug away from him before stopping the one the new comer had tossed aside with his foot. Stooping down he caught it up with a finger and threw it at the southerner. "Oy! Don't know what its like where you come from but here we set these on a table, not on the floor." He called out, clearly not intending to do the polite thing as he had suggested earlier. "But I guess that can get confusing for your type, the difference between a floor and a table I mean. Must be a big change comin up here where its civilized and people have decent furniture."

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"You have so little faith in me my friend, it wounds my black and rotten heart" Laughed Thomas, releasing Johnathan once they were inside and slipping onto a chair beside him. He ordered the cheapest beer the establishment kept in stock, looking more for having something to swallow then having something that tasted good. Besides this complimented his purse more then something of higher quality. Accepting his drink from the bartender he cupped the mug in both hands and rested his elbows on the worn bar top. After taking a long drink of the dark substance, he set it down with a thud and laced his fingers together.
"Aye, Daniel and I went a few days back. Didn't catch much though, if the game is plentiful it's not where we went. It's big though, saw tracks all over the place." He said, nudging the mug this way and that in random patterns with his elbow. "Foot prints to, someone's been awful busy out west lately. Looked almost like a highway."

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"How was I to know that the chair would break if fallen into? Really it's your fault for keeping weak chairs." He huffed, hunching his shoulders against another cold wind and taking on a serious expression as Johnathan switched to the topic of politics. "It's not the work of the devil to say a man is a man. And it's none of my business anyhow. Its not as if people hear what we say, leave it to the politicians and their beards John, let's get drunk early in the morning and stumble about in the evening to get our business done hm?" Pulling a hand out of his deep pocket, Thomas threw an arm around John's shoulders and steered him towards the bar. "And I promise, I will not start a fight this time. I'll just finish any that happen to stumble our way, sound good?"

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"These are not the days for sleeping in" Thomas said with a snort, watching as the carriage pulled off before starting down the road again now alongside John. "Familys good, loud and large as ever so not much changing there. So far they've been clear of the trouble, hoping it'll stay that way." He was quiet for a bit as if brooding on how to make sure it did stay that way, but then seemed to shake off the troublesome thoughts for lighter conversation. "How's your dear wife? Still mad at me for breaking her chair? I swear I meant it when I said I'd replace it, even though she called me a liar. I wouldn't go back on that promise!" Thomas added this last part quickly as an after thought, that easy grin sliding across his face despite the hurriedness of his remark.

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Thomas had turned up his collar against the teasing chilly breezes that had come blowing down the dirt road at his back. Sticking his hands deep in his pockets he walked along at a brisk pace carried by long legs and the desire to get out of the open. The road was empty but for him at the moment, and he could hear very little other then the occasional bird song. Along either side of the road stretched grass and farmland with a tree or bush here and there but up ahead he could see the tops of buildings beginning to appear.
Then there came the sound of hooves and the unmistakable jingling of a carriage. It coming from behind, Thomas stepped off to the side of the road and glanced over his shoulder to catch sight of the approaching carriage. Not taking long to recognize the passenger and the driver, Thomas started walking again but this time backwards, watching the quickly approaching vehicle with an amused expression.
"Bit late this morning aye John?" He called, his breath coming out in a faint cloud as he spoke.