Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190720092525/@comment-38232361-20190726001919

''Hsss! Richer... means more protected...'' Hush thinks to himself as he inspects the maps. The hole in his chest from the rifle would be almost healed by now, but his eye, a more complex organ, would take much longer to heal. The sound of a squelching rumble in his gut told him it would take longer if he didn't find some sustenance. He needed to be at full strength before he could spy on and eventually take on one of the knights, and that meant a full stomach.

''Can't take someone in that area... too risky. Besides... would just get them... on high alert. Needs to be... somewhere with fewer guards... somewhere with... those who will not tell... or be missed!''

A few ideas for a suitable victim came across his head: livestock, a beggar, an orphan, some drunkard, or a prostitute. The question was, which was closer to Leander's home, but far enough to not cause alarm. In an area not frequented by guards, or at the least where people would almost never call them. Livestock was out of the question, he tried to substitute with pig blood before, but the after effects were... unfavorable to say the least.

It has to be a humanoid, but where to go find one?

MEANWHILE

Richard tried to hand the coin back, but was dismissed from doing so. As he walked out of the shop and went towards The Crimson Brew, he waved goodbye to Darwin.

"Goodbye grandpa! See you soon!"

I hope he didn't see anything under the cloak, I don't know how I could explain why I'm dressed in a barmaid's uniform and makeup!