Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170802162903/@comment-27550231-20170816004415

(S9)

"One doesn't have to be violent to become a deterrent. One must have a presence in the area and make it known. From what I hear the aforementioned countries have been at war for quite some time ravaging the surrounding countryside and ever since an unknown group of-"

Jorge turns hears the sound of wood breaking followed by multiple voices arguing. He follows the crowd of people until he finds the source. "Jeiel" He mumbled.

But he doesn't act. He sees Jeiel arguing with the owner. He sees one of his wives fighting someone. He sees the crossbow pointed at the stall owner and yet does nothing.

"It seems that some ruffians are ruining your husband's festival. Its a darn shame that there's no one here of authority who could stop this." Jorge speaks in a pitched sarcastic tone almost as if he were mocking the onlookers and band members who could have stopped this.

Jorge places his hand on a curved wooden handle on his belt and plays with it. The wood looked freshly sanded and on it were metal etchings and something that resembled a firing hammer.

"I suppose I may have to step in myself."

[Don't do it.]

Watch me.