Open Guarding the merchants and their wares

[Alex Cromwell]

The knives only grazed the figure. Alex cursed, He though that his throwing skills were better than that. He ran after the figure, but he stopped to pick up his knives. Those were pure silver, and they were worth more to him than anything. By the time he had grabbed his knives, the figure was on top of a stall, looking like he was about to jump. Alex couldn't let him get away, not now.

Alex ran after the figure, climbing the stall after him. However, the stall couldn't take the weight of the two men, and it collapsed on top of Alex and the figure. Alex was hit by a falling beam, and was trapped under it. He was stuck, no matter how much he tried to move it.

[Malus Tidalwave]

Malus was quietly laying on some crates near the end of the market; feet up, back leaning against the wall, and arms crossed at the chest. Yup, just relaxing and dozing off a hangover. The clear sky and gentle breeze was perfect for a day like ths, were he didn't have any worries, or any responsibilities. Cal was taking care of the ship, so that left Malus free for the day. All that he needed was some excitement and Malus' day would be complete.

All of a sudden, two figures ran past him, making an awefull lot of noise. Opening his eyes slightly, Malus saw two men: one clad in the guards outfit, and another in all black can't be comfortable, in the middle of summer. The men seemed to have stopped and were facing each other, and he took that as his cue.

Making sure that he had his tthings: his guitar and wineskin the most important, Malus made his way to were the two men were, but by the time he got there, there another man involved, him and the man in black were underneath a fallen tent, and guard seemed to be momentarily stunned. Seizing the opportunity, he flung his shirt at the guards face, attempting to distract him even furtherand to conceal his own face, reached down to the folds of the tent and grabbed the man in black and pulled him out. Motioning to a side street close by and already hastidly making his way toward it, he yelled to the man he just helped "come on!" And turned back to the street, dodging people as he made his way, a large grin displayed on his face.

It would seem that his wish had been granted.

[Vyktoria Rivor]

Vyktoria was slowly walking down a back alley, a shortcut to the market, she intended to find a merchant selling pencils, her last one recently got broke. She frowned. I shouldn't have been drawing that late at night. She had fallen asleep in the middle of finishing a sketch and broke her last pencil.
As she continues her trip to the market, two men rush past her. They seem to be running from something, more likely someone. The taller one seems to be grinning and the other has his face covered by a dark cloak. That has to be hot.
As they make their way past her, at the end of the alley another man appears wearing a guards uniform. The man chases after the running men. His expression is irritated and determined. A tall red eyed pale man runs after the guard. Not wanting to be in the middle, she backs up against the wall letting the men pass.

[Athinar]

"Come on!" A tan man with gold hair, braided with shells and sea glass threw his shirt in the face of the guard. Smiling, Athinar thought, Well, things are finally looking up! Starting to limp quickly after the man, he tossed the sword behind some crates in the side street, and continued walking. Limping, he took his cloak off, and folding it into a compact square, shoved it into one of his bags. Looking towards the man, he asked quietly, "Well, what now? Where can we go?"

[Matthew]

Malus

Experience Points:

• 1 Tactics

Lores:

• Tactics: Blinding and Distracting the Opponent

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