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Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlewood looked up from his bow and was surprised by how well received his show was, expecting a tough crowd but found people speaking his praises, even the one that seemed anxious of him seemed happy with his show. if the skeleton had a mouth he would have surly grinned...

Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood watched as two new people approached, one a tiefling with a curiosity he had seen many times from the children he had played for and the other, fear rested in his gaze, the skeleton was saddened by this but played on. The rhythm grew faster and stronger, building...

Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood walked around the area, pace slow and strut soft, he was intrigued by all the small scratches and marks, indicators of history and conflict. He wondered how this history came to be but found the answer in the people, warriors and wizard's, knights and healer's...

Sir Ainslie Patrick Vandlwood bones shook with the wagon as he rode to his next and final destination "so, the SoA huh? Do you really think thats a good idea for someone that looks like you?" His new friend had asked, the child had been running away with his mother, she had sacrificed herself...

(did I do something wrong?)

(wanna go where we left off or time skip?)

(sorry I've been offline, server crashed here in Australia, what did I miss??)

"hey!" Gabe protested. (goodnight!)

She looked up at the dragon and pats greg on the back "names Gabriel Savich, you can all me Cerberus" she picks up her gun from the floor "and I have no idea"

(the convo is in edgewood, the mafia she is from is in a different city altogether)

(? Edgewood?)

She smiles, relaxed now she has control over the situation "how would you like to help me make some money in this time of panic and fear?" She tilts her head quizzically, usually she would vet any potential work partner but she was getting impatient so a simple low life would have to do "I used...

She laughs, falling to the ground "well, its more then just a party trick, once I have a sample of your blood I own you sweetheart, your blood is mine" she wipes the blood from her nose and lip "but, I'm bored of this measuring contest, I imagine, since you're just a simple thief with a few...

She grins "you fucked up" she squeezes her hand, Gabe's power is blood manipulation, all she needs is an open wound, by squeezing her hand she is forcing Greg's blood to thin, making him bleed faster, the longer this goes on the thinner his blood will get, "if you don't want me to bleed you like...

Gabe stood still, dropping her gun beside her, this wasn't the first time someone attempted to rob her "well, what ever you say" she slowly reaches into her suit pocket, she grabs out something, turns and goes for Greg, she wasn't a vain person but she didn't have that much money to live off as...

"wow, Greg, you sure are a great guy" she deadpans, watching. So he has fire powers, this makes him a larger threat then she thought, she should leave. Gabe starts to move away to the stairs of the fire escape.

Gabe does as asked and grimaces "hah, yeah no, I am not dealing with this, this- wow ok" Gabe grabs her handgun inconspicuously, not trusting the stranger "this is weird, super weird" she watches the stranger for any sign of aggression, though the smile was off-putting, last time someone smiled...

"this sucks" she grumbles again, usually she wasn't one to complain, usually taking things as they came, but this was just a mess, there was no mafia in this city and that means she has no power here, well, she does, but she isn't willing to risk her life to kill some freaks, maybe she should...

(googled It, good monster choice)

Gabe looks up at the dragon "oh! Thats why people are running away, a dragon! Fun!" The sarcasm in her voice was thick, she had never dealt with anything quite like this. Gabe ducked away into an ally "this is great, fantastic even! Boss has great timing." She grumbled to herself as she climbed...