I, uh... don't have the rest of it. You're better at capturing Maria's voice and dialogue in terms of things like choice of words, anyway, so if you still happen to have it, drop it in here and I'll convert it. If not, I'll make do.

Ah, yeah no I accidentally deleted it when I moved your original bit in. I'll see if I can write up the same general scene again. I don't think it'll be quite as good, ah, I don't remember most of what Maria said but we'll see. I should be able to hit upon most of the same points but.. 

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Yer ain't no Bard, perhaps a whore dressed like that but there ain't no way I believe that yer a Bard, and yer sure as hell not the best anything around here. You ain't the best bard, musician or even best thing to look at around here so why don't ya fuck off to the city and hole up in an alley or something. 

The Drunkard stumbles away, before throwing himself down at the bar and calling for another drink.

The smile on Maria's face fades, and a brief look of anger appears on her face and a hand crosses down to her dagger. The sound of the door opening and three heavy pairs of footprints stops her hand as the towns Guards enter.

Fine, fine. I can see you don't truly appreciate music, nor does anyone else in here. Well you've certainly missed out on a wondrous opportunity to listen to the world's greatest Bard, but there truly is no accounting for stupidity or the simplistic minds of the locals. I suppose that Whiterun shall be a decent enough destination, perhaps there's some sense of civility there.

The pretty young Bard bid a hasty escape as the enraged Nord (who naturally only heard the word stupid) jumped up and came running at her, quickly leaving the Inn and making her way towards the town's nearby exit.

All right, let's see, then... is this too long? I maaay have gotten carried away...

(cont'd)

          DRUNKARD
Bartender, a mead!

As he speaks, he casually tosses an empty tankard at Maria, who ducks as it sails past her head.

          MARIA
     (grumbling to self)
Fine, fine. You're missing out on a wondrous opportunity to listen
to the world's greatest bard, but that's no skin off my back. I suppose
there truly is no accounting for the simplistic minds of the locals.

Maria gathers her belongings as she grumbles to herself, scooping a few lonely septims from the bucket at her feet. She glances at them and scowls.

          MARIA (CONT'D)
Eight septims! This is an affront. Highway robbery! I could make a
hundred times this in one evening in Wayrest! I wouldn't even sing a
tavern ditty for eight septims! Not that I would sing one of those...
travesties anyway.

As she turns to leave, she almost bumps into the Drunkard, who has stood from his stool at the bar to tower over her menacingly.

          DRUNKARD
     (angrily)
What did yer say, girlie? Yer ain't sound like no bard that ever I heard
afore. A whore, maybe, dressed like that. If you want yer eight septims,
why don't yer put tha' smart-talking mouth of yers to better use? If'n
not, then shut yer trap and piss off to some back alley to do wha' yer
really paid fer.

Hissing, Maria's hand drops to her dagger, but before she can draw steel, the inn door opens and a trio of guards meander into the inn. She stays her hand and backs away, but can't resist a parting jab as she turns to leave.

          MARIA
     (coldly)
As you were, then. I suppose Whiterun will be a civil enough destination.
Not that I have much hope of finding civility in Skyrim, if this is what
the rest of the... province is like. Judging by your accursed tavern ditties,
you stupid Nords don't even know what music is.

The drunkard charges at her with an angry roar, but Maria nimbly ducks under his arm and dashes for the door, intent on making her way to the town's exit.

Nah, it could never be too long. That's absolutely amazing Soly, even managed to get some of the bits I'd plain forgotten about like her being upset over the gold she got. Thank you so much for the help here, I think that opening just really works in every way imaginable. 

Damn you DB, everytime I see this pop up in the activity feed it makes me want to recreate the character from this.

Huh, they're very similar aren't they. I mean of course, Maria wears fewer clothes so she's obviously much better at fighting (I've played a MOBA and that's how logic works) but yeah. I suppose it's just too cool of a concept not for it to be done before :D

You should definitely start that character back up, Cyre (Female Version) seems awesome.