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"What-" Looking him up and down, he figures the other man looks a little out of place in the city, and decides to tread cautiously. "Are you a Frontiersman?"
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walkinginthelightofday started following you
"What-" Looking him up and down, he figures the other man looks a little out of place in the city, and decides to tread cautiously. "Are you a Frontiersman?"
@walkinginthelightofday [Closed RP]
Haytham was walking briskly across the streets to reach a tavern before the cold became unbearable, once upon one he opened the door and walked confidently up to the bar, long gone were the days where he would rouse tension the minute he walked in, as he no longer needed to do so he simply tried to keep himself well hidden from prying eyes, blending into the crowd as if he just were one of them, no one to take notice of or even bother with him.
He asked for an ale, simply wanting to use the alcohol to warm his body in the dead of the night, he seldom had time for leisure drinking and did enjoy it from time to time. He also noticed that less Assassins approached him when he was in crowded areas. He pinched the bridge of his nose, too many of them had been showing up to speak with him, or even kill him. He had grown tired of such tirades. Although the great majority of them were good, they were all still too green and lacked the finesse that it would take to kill him or even wound him severely were he ever to fight them seriously. He admired their will, and their ability to continue to pursue him even if the cause was hopeless, but he would not complain, he would rather pass the day fighting them than arguing with the ones he worked with.
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Well, this was a surprise. An unfamiliar face in Joe's territory. A slight growl escaped him as he eyed the newcomer, before tilting his head up slightly at him, letting his silvery-grey hues be seen. "You're new."
Glancing at the group of people in front of her, Volpe gave a short nod before looking down towards the floor. "Do you need something? "
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"Ladies...and gentlemen." Charles was not entirely fond of these crowds. He was beginning to think that he was getting too easy to find with the number of people intruding on his daily business. "Is there something I can help you all with? Enlistment, perhaps?"
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Fillan watched the man from the shadows with great distaste. The robber grumbled as he picked up a pebble from the ground, tested its weight in his hand, then chucked it through the air so that it struck the stranger in the arm.
"Aye now. This territory is taken." the blond called from his shadowy hiding place.