Role Play- A Plague in Psaral.

[Meliva]

The man shrugs.

Truth be told I keep to myself in my tavern here. Those loons like to wait til a person be all alone outside to jump them. They rarely break into a place, and I keep my gun loaded and ready if they try it with me. And sadly not many people speak with me lately. Most people think ima part of the cult given my happy attitude these days. Keep telling them its mainly due to all the rum I'm drinking and the gold I get with rat hunting. But most don't believe me and stay away. Makes it hard to get info cause of it. But a good place to start would be to set up a counter ambush, and I can help with that. I could go into a dark alley alone, with you 2 nearby hiding and waiting. When I get jumped you 2 can jump them in turn. Catch one alive and we can interrogate them. That should prove I'm not with them.

[D00T]

Aeron finishes his drink
Seems like a nice idea...

[DezNutz]

I'm in. I haven't hurt anyone in 3 days and haven't killed anyone in 2.

[Meliva]

The barkeep looks a tad confused.

Did you get that backwards mate? I consider killing a man hurting him, but I suppose you might disagree. Regardless, ill be heading out to a nearby alley. Follow behind me a fair distance-within earshot, but out of sight. I got armor under my clothes, and ill put on a helmet and hood. They won't be able to kill me easily without knowing where to strike. By the time they realize that you 2 should be able to get the jump on them. Any questions before we do this? Or do either of you need any supplies-I got bullets, guns and swords and knives to spare if you lack them.

[DezNutz]

You hurt people to inflict pain, a pain they can remember. You don't remember pain when your dead.

[Meliva]

the bartender nods.

Suppose that makes sense. Though technically speaking killing a person is hurting them-just for a brief moment before they die. But that's enough speaking for now. Its almost night-time. That's when they are the most active. In case I die, I suppose I should tell ya my name. I happen to be Oggie Menos. And should I die, the deed to my tavern is under the bottle labelled premium rum-do whatever you want with it-got no family so it should go to someone other then those damn cultists.

Oggie heads out into the streets, walking a short distance away from the tavern. He shouts to a old lady across the street.

Oy, Prisella I'm heading to do some business, watch the tavern for me.

The lady nods as he puts his hood up and begins walking toward the shadiest street he knows of. Keeping his dagger and armor concealed.

[D00T]

Aeron puts his mask on, and leaves the tavern, he heads into a house, and exits with a bow and a quiver over his shoulder, he manages to climb onto a house, overlooking Oggle's position, and draws and nocks an arrow

[DezNutz]

The man walks outside the tavern and seemingly disappears into the shadows, he waits at a point near the alley to strike

[Meliva]

As Oggie goes down an alley, several men block the path forward, and several more block his path back out. One of them steps forward and says menacingly.

Finally got you cornered Oggie. you been causing too much trouble, so now your going to join the rats you slaughtered.

Oggie laughs quite loudly as he glares at the men. When one steps forward he cuts his head clean off with a swipe of his sword and shouts.

I killed punks like you by the dozen in my youth, and even as an old man ill teach you young fools a lesson.

The men begin to surround him carefully, none wanting to get to close until they can hit him from behind.

[D00T]

Aeron loosed his arrow, hitting a man in the chest, he then quickly fires arrows at the enemy, killing a few, but most of them hitted the men's leg, crippling them