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“Cool it,” Lichen repeated, in a softer tone.

Lichens eyes flicked over to the other Harpy. She thinks I need to be defended! A flare of irritation flashed through her, making her wings twitch.

Woah. Scorpion. Lichen hadn’t seen one of those in awhile. She shifted her weight to her other foot calmly, flexing her claw tipped fingers.

“If trigger-happy over here is planning to blow my brains out, I don’t think my name is of any importance to you.” Lichen said in a level tone. “I already stated my business, and my cape? I don’t believe in living in fear like a skulking coward.” She narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms.

(We got a bold one up in here friends)
Ember's head snapped around, fixing the Harpy with a burning stare.
"Are you calling me a coward?"
Her voice was dangerously calm, slow, daring the woman to reply. The Pheonix could still see the looming barbed tail out the corner of her eye, and the ever ready flintlock leveled on the Harpy.

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Ember's head snapped around, fixing the Harpy with a burning stare.
"Are you calling me a coward?"
Her voice was dangerously calm, slow, daring the woman to reply. The Pheonix could still see the looming barbed tail out the corner of her eye, and the ever ready flintlock leveled on the Harpy.

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“I never said that,” Lichen said. “I simply stated my preference. I don’t care that you folks run around hiding in cloaks.”
 
The woman didn't pose any immediate threat, so Jintao relaxed just a little. "West side," he repeated. He eyed her some more and added, "Where are you headed? I might be able to help you if it's not too far."

@_-Captain BRM-_
"West," she echoed, turning towards the street. He muttered something inquisitive and she glanced back. "Uh, the... pub. Blessings." She left the lamp light, boots padding over wet stones, then turned back again. "A shoemaker? And gunsmith." She reached for the money bag and pulled a pair of coppers. "Any sort of mercantile, imports included." She tossed him the coins and studied his pale lips. "I'll triple it if you guide."

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"West," she echoed, turning towards the street. He muttered something inquisitive and she glanced back. "Uh, the... pub. Blessings." She left the lamp light, boots padding over wet stones, then turned back again. "A shoemaker? And gunsmith." She reached for the money bag and pulled a pair of coppers. "Any sort of mercantile, imports included." She tossed him the coins and studied his pale lips. "I'll triple it if you guide."

@Lacy Duckwing
Jintao picked up the two coins. Turning them in his hand, he said, "I don't typically go near a gunsmith, so I'm probably not much help when it comes to finding one of them." He put the coins into his pocket and felt his keys. "As far as mercantile, I know of a good place not too far from here. The store keeper always treats his customers good."

@_-Captain BRM-_
 
The taller man shuddered as he received his change from Alayna. “It’s creepy to think that all those things’re out there. Dunno what that last one is though.” He gestured outside, where the streets had become dark. “We were talkin’ bout huntin’ wolves though. Us an some of our mates were out tryin to find some and managed to shoot a few last week. It’s weird cause most of ‘em out here don’t even look like normal timber wolves. They’re all weird colors.”
Alayna, who had her back turned to the men, grew still and listened to the conversation with a sick feeling in her gut. She reached over and braced her hands on the edge of the counter with her head low, hardly hearing the spoken words anymore.
The first man’s shorter companion rolled his eyes. “You’re jus seein’ things,” he rebuked. “What kinda—” “I am not!” The other protested. “I don’t think it’s my eyes deceivin’ me when I see a brown wolf!” The man sighed, and settled back, as though remembering that there were others in the room. He shook his head and sighed again, turning his gaze back towards Wilroc. “Sorry ‘bout that.” He chuckled uneasily and picked up his parcel of goods. “Y’ever hunt those things?” He asked.
(My writing's finally getting warmed up and running smoothly hoo rah)

Wilroc stiffened. "Odd," he said coldly. "I don't hunt wolves. I don't think it's beneficial."

He felt a chilly kind of anger shudder through his bones. These ones. These kinds of people were the ones killing his people.

Will watched as the two men prepared to leave, tapping his fingers against the holster at his hip that held a long dagger. He could see Layna out of the corner of his eye gripping the counter, looking pale. Bastards.
 
(My writing's finally getting warmed up and running smoothly hoo rah)

Wilroc stiffened. "Odd," he said coldly. "I don't hunt wolves. I don't think it's beneficial."

He felt a chilly kind of anger shudder through his bones. These ones. These kinds of people were the ones killing his people.

Will watched as the two men prepared to leave, tapping his fingers against the holster at his hip that held a long dagger. He could see Layna out of the corner of his eye gripping the counter, looking pale. Bastards.
You swore....
 
Jintao picked up the two coins. Turning them in his hand, he said, "I don't typically go near a gunsmith, so I'm probably not much help when it comes to finding one of them." He put the coins into his pocket and felt his keys. "As far as mercantile, I know of a good place not too far from here. The store keeper always treats his customers good."

@_-Captain BRM-_
"Fine, fine," she said, stepping out of the light again. The rain fell heavy. "Lead the way."

@Lacy Duckwing
 

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