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I remember once when my half-orc fighter was trying to get info from the thieves guild in town, they told him to get rid of a fighter/mage who liked to hang out in a certain tavern before they'd help him.
So he went to said tavern and joined a card game, which I then rolled incredibly well on my gambling rolls to promptly clean out the other players. He was not a graceful winner, and proceeded to taunt the shit out of the other players until one snapped and punchedhim. He bull-rushed the flailing and angry dude into a cluster of nearby patrons to instigate a melee that quickly spread throughout the bar.
With the brawl in full swing he spotted a nerdy dude sitting quietly at the bar next to the fighter/mage who was relaxing and watching the fight with great amusement. Screaming out, "My mother was a SAINT!" he grabbed a barstool and charged the nerdy dude to lay him out and promptly cleave into the fighter/mage.
I'd intended to beat him to death with furniture but fighter/mage drew steel and stabbed my fighter quite painfully, so all bets were off. Drawing his adamantine greataxe he splattered the shit out of the fighter/mage which brought the brawl to a screeching halt as if everyone stared in shock at the brazen murder.
Then I hacked a huge chunk out of the wall and walked straight out the bar to go and collect my info from the thieves guild. Shit was so cash.