The Haunted Forest RPG

Pyro got hit a few times before moving out of the way. His stomach has started bleeding, but he decided not to stop. Puro then jumped out of the way and got behind Mirus, holding his sword over her neck.

(That means his arms are around her neck, meaning he won, correct? If I'm wrong I'll change my post.)

"Well, you win." Mirus told him. "Good job."
 
Zahir reached a shop that looked nondescript from the front. It was a basic weapons shop. You walk in and all manner of swords, bows, daggers, throwing knives, whatever basic weapons you could want. There was even a glass case next to the counter with a few firearms, like a blunderbuss or black powder pistols. Everything was nice, but not stand out nice. Zahir breezed past the entrance, mumbling a password to the shopkeeper behind the counter. He passed through a curtain behind the counter to the real good stuff in the back room.
" I'm back!" Zahir shouted as he came through the curtain, the cloth flapping back into place.
 
"There's no point in training gently. And In fine." Pyro laughed. He then said "How's a kiss as a little token that it's fine?"

Mirus smiled at Pyro and kissed him. She was glad he wasn't annoyed or anything, and their training went pretty well so far.
 
Zahir nodded at the man at the desk with the ledger. He was perhaps in his 50s, with an eye patch, and thick sun worn skin. His hair was salt and pepper. " Ah, Zahir, come back to us eh? What are you after today?"
Zahir waves dismissively at him. " I'm just here lookin' for information old man. The guild usually has deep roots into the underbelly of society. I'm after someone."
" Ah, well, ask, and maybe I'll have answers," said the one eyed man.
" I'm looking for a bounty, his name is Revan. Pretty good price for the fella, dead or alive. Supposed to be a real piece of work." Explained Zahir.
From a darkened corner of the room, a figure stepped out. Tall, hooded, with a prominent short sword on each hip. The cloak was thick, undyed wool that came to the waist. Eyes glow from under the hood, and a sallow voice slipped out from thin lips." I might know something, brother. There have been whispers in the deeps of the forest. But as you know, everything comes with a price..."
 

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