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"That'd be much appreciated, thanks...Lianna, was it?" Ferro blurted, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he sat back on his bed. As he managed to cool himself off, and glancing at Lowe's confusion, Ferro realizes that his backpack is nowhere to be found too. Still, wouldn't hurt to ask around...

"I messed up. I finally had a chance to avenge myself and here I am again, slumped down, bleeding, and my ears are still ringing from the blow." That was the final thoughts Ferro had as he slumped down the alleyway, the blood painting what had happened. He had always faced down death every...

"Well you're right about something." Ferro remarks as he slips the dagger out of the bleeding novice, pale from the deep wound. Glancing at the dying man "This is definitely the last time I'll fail." Ferro said. "I'll be strolling up to him when I'm done with you lot." With a quick heave and a...

Ferro knew he would come across some trouble from the twins, but he clearly underestimated his old boss. 'Still every bit as crafty and merciless...' he mutters to himself. Readying as he throws himself again into a scrap, he pulls out his daggers for the thug with glorified cutlery. "Out of my...

Ferro could feel some tension rising, and the largely obvious barrel wasn't helping. Everything added up in Ferro's mind, with the kid right in the middle of it all 'We've got some sort of a standoff' he thinks to himself, promising to keep mum this time. He starts scanning the scene, thinking...

While the place was buzzing with commotion as Katarina chatted up the bartender and Lianna, Ferro slips out of the bar to see where Lucien and the big lumbering fellow went, cursing under his breath for such luck. 'That jerk's on to me.' Ferro thought as he saw the big man walk his boss right...

Ferro suddenly snaps back to reality. He was on the bar counter, right next to anyone that can easily hear him mutter his plans. This is what you get for talking to rabbits and frogs. And yet this opportunity has presented itself quite nicely. He looks back at the barman waiting for his reply...

Just behind the merry patrons with too much to drink, Ferro glares from a distance while the girl and his target exchange banter, having tracked him down after getting a "tip" from one of the waiters. "Not yet. Not quite yet" he mumbles to himself as he takes another swig of what some might...