[Sir_Odin]

[Follow The Trail Of Blood[/size]

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The World is divided, shattered and torn asunder by war. Every where you turn, the evidence is clear. Villages have been destroyed, Cities picked apart by bands of criminal overlords and with the police out of comission; mutants and all manner of scum run amock.

Slave and harems have begun to sprout up all over the destroyed cities and run-down towns, willing to take on any girl or boy needing cash quickly. However, there is a band of Mercenaries rumoured to prowl the ruined land, looking for anymore who need a death or two.....For a price that is.....

But not every mercenary plays by the rules.....

That is where your Story begins....
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[align=center]Known Locations[/align]
[align=center]Sites of Shane[/align]
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Welcome to the city of Shane. Here you will find the worse kind of scum, villians and lets not forget the thugs. This is was once a peaceful city. This was once a beautiful city until the scum of the underground wrapped its filthy craws and around the once wonderful city and refused to let go.

Although the city is home to the worst characters imaginable, most mercenaries and civillians alike often journey to this city hoping to find work of any sort. And if you know where to look, you are never short of any.





The "White Wolf's Inn", the place of choice for all the well bred visitors. Come prepared to front up your cash....




The "Aquias Inn" is the cheaper option if you cannot afford to stay at the "White Wolf Inn" and is located on an side alley.




The abandoned bar, "The Quail's Tavern", burned down by the bar fight that erupted one quiet night. Although this bar has been abandoned for quite some time, there are secrets that have yet to be discovered....



The home to Rinoa Lachance and many others. Due to being built on a small lake, Fresh Water Appartments, has been known to leak often.


The home of the mysterious Corvus, located on a side alley in the slums of Shane.


J'Ghasta Imports ((Fifty points to whoever can tell me which game this guy if from :XD ))
Anything and everything can be found here for a price. Run by an ex-mercenary J'Ghasta, he will be willingly to find and sell you whatever you need. Pay no attention to his metal arm and metal thumb as these are injuries causes by another mercenary during the great rebellion of Shane City, Bloody Sunday. ((20 Credits to anyone who acutally knows about the Real Bloody Sunday in human history :XD And not the Irish one ))

Exotic Roses
The most imfamous harem in the city of Shane and often described by several eye witnesses as "tacky" and "disgusting. Out of business due to the assassination of the owner.


Sites of Prillia


The City of Corsa. Corsa is the merchant capital city of the Khaev empire, making it a major checkpoint for most caravans and trade in the area. It lies right next to the perilous Corsan High Desert, which is completely unsuited for any form of life.


The badlands, A wide desert that surrounds all of Corsa. Due to its harsh winds and unrelenting heat, The Badlands have become a key componet to the training of Khaev soliders.

[Sir_Odin]

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You know the drill. PM these to me with either a description or a picture. :3nod:

Trisphee Name: (So I know who you are)
RP Name: (No comment)
Character Age: (How old they appear or look. Please, we don't except anything under Twelve. I'm sorry but it's too hard to RP with a character who is like eleven in a Mercenary RP. Slave RPs are that way folks)
Race: (If a demon/Angels/Supernatural, your powers must be limited!)
Gender: (Female or Male...Nothing more, Nothing less)
Appearence: (Insert Pic or Description here)
Bio: (This covers Personality and quirks. If none, Simply put N/A)
Character Flaw: (A real weakness, not just a ability weakness. Eg. "Is afraid of water" or "Can be very submissive at times")
Weapons: (You can use anything from swords to guns)
Powers: (No more than three. They must be balanced!)
Other: (Anything you want to add)

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[Sir_Odin]

Profiles

Trisphee Name: Sir_Odin
RP Name: Nick name: Rail
Character Age: 23 looks around 18
Race:Crusnik ( Form of a man made vampire)
Gender: Male

Bio: Was once a doctor for a sadistic prince torture became his play thing. Well that is till he gained sane again once that happened he pledged for money but torture still runs in his blood at times. Despite how sadistic his owner had been the man still was a good prince only torturing those that was considered his enemy. After the world fell apart he roamed the streets for any that cry out for his help. Seemingly always happy at times he snaps into Insane. Sometimes talking in riddle like fashion his words sometimes have a much deeper meaning.
Character Flaw:A sucker for women he loves a good chase, gets bored at time in which he may just take the life of an innocent. Never female though unless they attack him, Children he believes the future is in their hands.
Weapons: He has one pistol strapped to his chest at all times in detective fashion. Other wise blades and lots of them hiding through his body and in his body. Matter of fact it is said his touch could even slice through metal, with complete understanding of the human body he is a walking carving machine.
Powers: With a slight touch he can cut open skin and blood cells.regeneration takes a while for big hits like missing limbs {several posts} acupuncture{ keen knowledge}.
Other:Just more like a super human then a vampire no transformation and he can't fly.



Trisphee Name: Espy
RP Name: Sciathan (Scia for short)
Character Age: 17
Race: Hybrid of human and mecha (human-looking but with a couple mechanical limbs and wings)
Gender: Female
Appearence: I'll provide a pic later. She was experimented on and changed into a hybrid a few years ago, and so her body isn't quite that of a woman. As her wings are made of nanobots, Scia is able to dissolve them at her will (usually when she's trying to blend in). She has a tanned skintone, but it's not too dark; her short hair is dull silver/gray. Her eyes are dark red, but sometimes, especially at night, can be seen glowing slightly.
Bio: She is a bit of a tomboy and prefers to be by herself than with others. She loves animals and children, but can get embarrased about it. Most of the time, Scia is serious and looks angry, even when she isn't. She simply doesn't smile a lot. She also enjoys music a lot, and some drink (she doesn't get intoxicated easily).
Character Flaw: She doesn't like killing anything, with the exception of small insects. This means that instead of killing her enemies, she'll only knock them unconcious or maim them (and then leave them in a clearly visible place). She is also extremely distrusting of other people, even if they are friendly.
Weapons: She prefers a few hidden blades and throwing knifes, but if needs be, she'll either rearrange the nanobots in her wings to make blades or pull out her gunblade.
Powers: As stated about, she has the ability to make different objects out of her wings (Obviously she then can't lose any of these particles). She also has the ability to delve into the minds of the weak or unguarded, and cause acute pain. However, this will not work on alert people.
Other: She has an interest in the alchemy of the olden times, and like to rummage through the books of ancient libraries.


Trisphee Name: Poggio
RP Name: Ezra
Character Age: 20
Race:
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Bio: At a very young age Ezra realized how unfair life could be. He was born the bastard son of his mother’s master. Determined that her son should have the life she was not accustomed to she sent him out one day with the manor’s cleaning staff. He was put out into the streets by the age of 5 learning how to survive by himself.
Character Flaw: Ezra is mostly human and is almost completely blind. He refuses to wear glasses because they detract from his persona. His other flaw is that he is has a slight commitment phobia when it comes to any relationship.
Weapons: He usually has an assortment of weapons. The main ones that he likes to use are two semi automatic cols that have been adapted to use magic spells instead of bullets.
Powers: A slight magic ability. It allows him to power his gun as well as transcend matter. Ezra doesn’t use his abilities often. He is not sure where he will end up or if his entire body will be in one piece. They also are quite draining on his body which leaves him more vulnerable.
Other: Nothing

Trisphee Name: Eshandist
RP Name: Tikno
Character Age: 24
Race: Superhuman
Gender: Male
Appearence: Tall, with neat white hair. His shirt, jacket, and pants all match, black with red trim, with the back of the jacket being full red. He doesnt wear shoes, no one knows why.
Bio: Very calm normally, though quick to anger if pushed. More often than not he would put himself in harms way to protect an innocent.
Character Flaw: Quick to anger, which can often lead to unintended consequences.
Weapons: A thin blade he keeps on his back, almost like a katana, that is much stronger and more durable than it looks.
Powers: Superhuman strength and speed, limited creation/control over the element of fire.
Other:
Trisphee Name: LoveIsOurWeapon
RP Name: Anurah Love Heart
Character Age: 21
Race: Persacon/Android/Human
Gender: Female
Appearence:
Bio: Anurah Originally called 13 was made to please and kill the human race. She has a dark personality and a cold attitude. she is weak against emotions. constantly fighting them and trying to contain her non human ways. She is afraid to close and has become a lone wolf. her creator or father was killed from an assassination a time ago and she wonder endlessly keeping from being found.
Weapons: Two glock seventeen's and a small dagger aswell as her steel arms.
Powers:Hacking into computer systems/fixing things that are mechanical/unhumanoid strength.
Other: N/A

Trisphee Name: Arsageo
RP Name: Arsageo De Verona
Character Age: 19
Race: Genetic Experiment
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Bio: Just escaped so N/A?
Character Flaw: Afraid of Mayo
Weapons: one normal sword stolen from a guard
Powers: Super strength, speed, and telekinesis

Trisphee Name: Corovignh
RP Name: Chyeanne, but goes by Cha (pronounced Shah)
Character Age: Appearance of 19
Race: A predator shifter, takes on the form of an Ocelot
Gender: Female
Appearence:

Bio: Extremely territorial, she has to remain constantly on the move to avoid growing too attached to a place. This 'ownership' side also extends towards what few people consider her a "friend". She enjoys her solitary lifestyle, reinforcing this by remaining in her feral form the majority of the time.
Character Flaw: She will kill for ice cream and a bottle of Baileys
Weapons: Twin dual blades, a two-piece chakram, variously-hidden throwing knives and naturally her own claws
Powers: Has a talent for psychokinesis, but has only trained the telekinetic aspect, using it mostly to manipulate the rare-flying stray dagger. Or "help" a wallet free itself from its owner's possession.
Other: If you can manage to break through her barrier, she can be very friendly

Trisphee Name: Mirror Gardens
RP Name: Jesse May Yuy
Character Age: 20
Race: Half human and half vampire
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Bio: By the age of seventeen Jesse had graduated the police academy and had continued to rapidly climb the ranks of law enforcement and had managed to earn her detectives badge by the time she turned eighteen. Jesse had always been ambitious since childhood, and had always taken on the role of a protector, especially when concerning her older brother, which had made law enforcement the perfect choice for her career. Unknown to most however is the fact that Jesse is not completely human. When Jesse was fifteen she had been attacked and infected with vamperic blood. It was only with the help of a close family friend, Niki Chang, that she was able to escape the fate of becoming a full blown vampire. Niki is a scientific prodigy who has been working on a cure for vampirism for years. When Jesse became infected, Niki took advantage of the situation and used Jesse as her first human test for the serum she had been working on. The serum however was still in its early stages of development, and had only managed to stop the vampire infection from completely taking Jesse over, leaving Jesse as the first human vampire hybrid. Being a hybrid has left Jesse with many traits similar to a vampire, but on a more suppressed level. She gained advanced healing and strength as well as hemokinesis, the ability to manipulate blood. Unfortunately, while her lust for blood is controllable, the thirst is still there. She has also unfortunately adapted a more aggressive temper and her eyes had become much more sensitive to bright lights.
Character Flaw: Has a tendency to act first think later most of the time and has a sensitivity to bright lights.
Weapons: Usually has a gun on her person (what kind depends on her mood that day), other than that she prefers hand to hand combat and may or may not wear gloves with metal plates in them.
Powers: Advanced healing and strength, as well as hemokinesis.
Other: Has other unique abilities, human ones, which she was taught by her mother.

Trisphee Name: (Lost)

RP Name: (Alice)

Character Age: (Looks about 23 but is much
older)

Race: (Earth Elemental, Psychic)

Gender: (Female)

Appearence: (Bronze Skin, tanned from all the time she is outside. Bright clover green eyes that reflect her happiness and chaotic joy. Long silky Black hair thats normally tied back away from her face in a pony tail so she can she what she is doing. She is normally dressed in neutral earthy tones. She wears mostly pants and t-shirts because they are easy to move around in and it won't matter if they get dirty, but can dress well when its need.)

Bio: (Alice is a calm, kind-heart soul. She can get happy-go-lucky when she is around her loved ones. She makes friends easily (or so it appears), but because she travels so much she doesn't have much time with them. Whether or not her happiness is just a mask to keep her at a distance to everyone else or it is pure true happiness no one can guess. She is easy going and loves life even when things are hard, but if anyone threatens her family, friends, or nature itself she will strike with a vengeance that would be most stunningly elegant if it wasn't so terribly violent and chaotic. She is like the earth itself, and even with all her beauty, grace, and kindness she has her dark moments too.
When Alice was young she lost most of her family in a horrid raid. Total destruction of her little village. Between the fires burning all around her, and the raping and killing of everyone she knew Alice lost a bit of herself that day. She can't remember how she is alive or if anything was done to her. She woke up months later in a back alley of the slums. Somehow she managed to find a place for herself, but the nightmares still haunt her dreams. She takes odd jobs now to get by. It could be a nice easy little kill or a quicky on the corner. If she needs the cash she'll do just about anything. She never takes anyone to the little corner of this hell she calls hers and she makes sure no one ever followers her there. She is extremely paranoid and unforgiving. )

Character Flaw: (Holds grudges against people for the span of her life. Between her paranoia and what some would call her bi-polar emotional tendencies she doesn't seem to be the most stable person at times.)

Weapons: (Two twin pistols elegantly crafted of only the finest metals; embroidered with black roses down the hilts of each. They are priceless and have seen to much battle. Also carries a katana.)

Powers: (Telepathy, Telekinesis, control over earth.)

Other: (Anything you want to add)

Trisphee Name: Funkduder
RP Name: Gada of the Western Ridge (or just Gada)
Character Age: 17
Race: Blood Elf
Gender: Male
Appearence: (Picture provided when available) 5"7-ish, thin, slightly lean and long, black hair which is set into a pony-tail. Gada has dark skin from being out in the deserted lands beyond the deserts of Corsa. His skin is scarred from the waist up (due to the wear and tear of the wilderness). He wears loose, Arabian leggings which hide a layer of leather padding, and no shirt.
Bio: Gada was the son of a once famous (and for convenience sake unnamed) Harem & Slave owner who took resident beyond the badlands. After his untimely “death”, his enemies kidnapped and abandoned Gada in the middle of the Badlands and left him for dead. Over the course of 3 years Gada grew to be a cold-hearted survivor set on two goals: vengeance and glory, the power once owned by his father.
Character Flaw: Ironically, Gada is afraid of large crowds (and more specifically public speaking). If a party under his command has more than three people, Gada will get extremely nervous, reducing his effectiveness in battle. Gada, is also scared of heights.
Weapons: A Scimitar, a small dagger which he keeps in his sleeve, and an old-time pistol which is only sturdy enough for one shot (before it falls apart).
Powers: Persuasion: Gada was trained in the politics of the corrupt age (when talking to individuals, Gada can more easily influence people to do his bidding.) Elven Build: Gada’s Strength and speed can only be tested by Super-humans and those with greater or equal strength. Survivalist Tactics: Gada’s knowledge of the wilderness is substantially greater than that of a normal person (Gada can medically treat/poison others based on the terrain. Note: this is extremely limited, as the Badlands are very desolate)
Other: Gada’s real name is Gawain (pronounced Gow (rhymes with ow)-wan (rhymes with land)), but over the course of the years, he has forgotten this name. He also has a strange fondness of paintings and poetry.

[Sir_Odin]

In case you didn't catch on.

this rp is made so that you really never have to interact with others be creative like a zombi rp start at different places and then you can meet up.. show yo skills

[Sir_Odin]

Rail looked down at the empty streets. His legs hooked around the railing of one of many tall sky scrappers that occupied this almost abandoned city. Day was just breaking through and he was getting sick to his stomach from how much blood had rushed to his head. Strange though he hand been hanging there for three days now without even a flinch of a brow. Normally what would take an hour for fleshbags took him what seemed like centuries.
Scoffing at himself for such slander he let his legs slip from their secure resting area. After all he was more like the humans then his cousin the vampire. How he detested those vile blood savages that couldn't control their urge even if they were promise an unending supply of blood if only they would not drink fora night or two.
The fall had taken four seconds exactly and even in thought his body had twisted and turned much like a cats to only result in a light landing on the streets that just moments ago looked like a pencil drawn line.
Dusting himself off his pushed his gloved hands into his pockets and began his short walk to the abandoned rundown and crumbled in that he once called his place of zen.
Oh yes such memories of the the good times there. That was before the great unmentionable act that seemed to tear the world to sunders. Taking the first step onto the ruble his ears rang of the past women voices the most good time indeed.
He couldn't help but sigh and brush away useless haunting in which were the past.
Sitting he closed his eyes just for a moment to be reminded if what he truly was. His victim's screams made his eyes flash open. A doctor his profession may have been his late master had used his talents other wise. There was no rest for the weary here none so ever he even would snap at times waking from the blackness his hands and face covered in blood. Mentally unstable was an understatement he was no better then the cut throats and vile Things that now roamed this world.Yet he would do his best to help that was if he didn't arrive too late. He sighed exhaling a held breath that he didn't even know he been keeping.

"Tragedy is wasted in such a complicated mind, a solution to this problem lay deep with in but to only be guarded by the menace trap in which is its own doing."

Pulling out a death stick, such a disgusting habit in which the humans had invented and yet so relieving at times. As he gently put it to his lips, he inhaled. the cigarette seemingly to light on its own he took a deep intake of its sweet nectar.

"MMM."

Now only if there were a companion or two he could talk with. He once had such a thing but neither here or there could they take the sudden snap of his bran to only meet the brutal ends and his sadden gaze. Sitting back slightly he balance perfectly enjoying the momentary silence as it was.

[Sir_Odin]

Hot ash seared at Rail's pants he really didn't notice nor care. His eyes opened lightly and he stood bowing to an imaginary partner. he made a small circular motion, holding out his hand, as if taking the hand of a partner he began to dance smiling he spun and seemed to spin his invisible vixen.

The acute sound of ruble falling snapped his brain to alert spinning his gun in hand and the hammer lightly cocked he looked at where the noise had been produced.

A large mutated dog snarled at him. Rail smiled and spun his gun right into its holster that lay against his rib. The creature still snarled at him as he turned away, showing no fear of such a beast. As his back turned the creature leaped . As if in a dance Rail spun in place his right arm arching through the air. The beast fell several feet from him. A blood line of green necklaced around the creatures throat.The head rolled to the side lightly fully detached from the body.

Rail went on with his dance if nothing had even happened there was no trace of a weapon that had been produced and for any one that was looking for one none would be manifested.

[Poggio]

If there was more sleep to be had he was not going to get it. Ezra opened his eyes focusing on the continual drops of liquid that fell on his head. It was the only residual evidence of rain from the previous night. With a heavy sigh he moved his make shift blankets off his body. His mind wondered why he was making a special effort for this customer. It was his idea after all to meet at the once great establishment. He had slept in the shadows of the Quail Tavern giving his contact one-day before he would move on. His body was yarning for more sleep, however his mind was sharp. He listened for any sound of another person before moving. Since he didn’t show up the goods were officially Erza’s to sale as he pleased. His thoughts moved onward to more important things such as how to find a buyer and how to keep his goods from ‘them’. Gathering his things, he slung a rather heavy satchel over his shoulder. His stomach grumbled lowly signaling that it was time for the most important meal of the day. Breakfast.

[Sir_Odin]

Rail had started a fire, Setting up a small rotisserie like contraption he had started cooking the animal that had attacked him. The smell for sure would bring any one close by to his location.
That put a light smile on his face. He hadn't seen a friendly face in a while its had always been some one trying to kill him or something. One thing was for sure he had felt another presence after the life force of the, well for now he was going to call it breakfast but his skills in such an area were bleak at most yet another skill he inherited from his cousin's. As far as he knew though they were friendly after all he would think that they had noticed him long before he had noticed them.

The meat was coming to a perfect cook as he raised the meat now to keep warm more then cook. Tearing off a piece he smiled and couldn't help the small voice of sanctification leaking from his lips.

"And people said this world has gone to the crapper."

He chuckled he talked to himself way too much

[Eshandist]

Tikno sat up and stretched. It was a nice nap he had taken, lasting 2 days, and he felt refreshed. He reached over to the pile of neatly folded clothes at the foot of his makeshift cot. Cot was an overstatment, it was really just a pile of semi-clean clothes evenly spread out to form the bedding, covered with the jewel of his find two months ago when he had first come to this city, a blanket that had no holes in it and was actually clean. As he put on his normal attire, he looked around the hole he called home. It was clean, as he had spend the last two months clearing all the rubble out of it. The slums had tons of these burned down, or otherwise destroyed, houses, and this one was one of those that had just one room intact. After standing up and cracking his neck, he walked out of the door.

Standing just outside his home, he looked down the street to the Quail's Tavern. His enhanced vision caught a flicker of movement in the shadows of the tavern, possibly another life form in this abandoned part of town. Then he saw the man sitting outside roasting what looked to be the remains of some animal. Tikno placed a hand on his stomach, which chose that moment to pronounce loudly that it would appreciate some sustenance. Tikno looked back down the street towards the possible source of breakfast, then shrugged and started walking over. He walked down the middle of the street, making no attempt to conceal himself, to try and show that he was no threat to whoever it was.

[Sir_Odin]

Rail looked up footsteps echoed loudly in his ear.Raising His right arm he waved the stranger closer but pointed down at something. That something was his left arm under his right. In its grasp the held his gun pointing to the right and not at the visitor. Putting on the safety as a welcome clue yet to show he was not helpless.

"The food is perfect come join me but watch your step though loud your steps have a smack sound more then a thunking sound. Barefoot I may guess and lots of broken trinkets around hear to cut yourself on."

His eyes even though not seen by the stranger had a quick gleam of red as his taste for blood overcame his sense for that split second yet he would rather not harm the stranger.

[Eshandist]

Tikno smiled and held his hands open to the side in a gesture of friendship. Small flames spurted up his fingers to curl around his palms, quickly growing hot enough to turn blue. They died as quickly as they had manifested, showing that he too was friendly but not helpless.

"My thanks, I seem to have a touch of an appetite." His stomach protested quite loudly to understate his words, and he grinned again. "I have no fear of my feet being cut on anything. I have been bare foot throughout my wandering, and I havent come upon something yet on the ground that could pierce my skin." He said this not as a boast, but rather as stating fact. Reaching the stranger, he held out a hand, the flames having long since dissipated.

"My name is Tikno."

[Sir_Odin]

Rail looked over the stranger, the stranger's blood pumped different then most he had come across.
'superhuman'
It had been a whisper that had been covered By Tikno's words. Rail reached out stooped and checked that his glove was back on. Reaching out with his left he tugged on it slightly to make it snug.It was one attribute he still could not control fully his bare skin was deadly and the food in front of them was testament to that. Smiling he replied too the gesture with his right hand.

"Rail I guess, Help yourself to the food."

Rail raised a piece of meat to his mouth and riped off a small mouth full. His eating manners were another thing more like his Cousin's then the fleshbags, that made him chuckle though considering some of the humans manner of eating was worse then that of the vampires.

"Been a while since I seen some one half human."

By that he meant some one not out there to just kill for pleasure.

[Eshandist]

"My thanks."

Tikno sat down opposite Rail and tore a large chunk of the animal off. He bit into it with relish, savoring the taste. It was the best he had tasted in a while. After a few bites, he nodded.

"Yeah, I havent met many my kind in a while either, though just what you are I'm not sure. You don't have the bearing or the attitude of a human, and yet you are obviously," and here he gestured at the animal, "not completely savage like some I have come across." He took another bite, mulling it over. After swallowing, he looked at Rail again.

"So how long have you been here?"

[Sir_Odin]

Rail looked up Tikno's question spurring many memories into Rail's thoughts, such a simple question yet so broad.

"Since the beginning of this new world and a little before."
By little he meant only 5 years after all he was not too old himself especially for being a halfling.

"Though at the inn for about 5 hours or so. This use to be a great place. Many luxuries here."
By that he meant women and friends but he had no more firends and the female species of any kind had drastically dropped fallen pray to what was born to this world on That day.

[Eshandist]

Tikno nodded thoughtfully. So Rail was not much younger that he was. He looked up at the remains of the old inn, which from what he could see had been a thriving place. He was saddened that it had been brought down to this state, like so much in this world since That Day. It angered him to think of all the lives that had been wrecked, all the people moving about now without home or family or friends. His hands curled into fists as flames once again raced along his skin. Tikno closed his eyes, taking a few deep breaths, forcing his anger at the injustices back. The flames around his hands died.

"What happened?"

He was asking about the inn.

[Sir_Odin]

The fire gleamed in his eyes that was easy.

"A fight, more like a cover and then it burned like that of paper."

He had no doubt that the fight had been planned he himself had been the first target, knocked clean cold to be left in the fire but being what he was he survived.

"Your a stranger to these parts then. A word to the wise there is more that lingers here then what meets the eye."

He was full now as he leaned back his gun holster strangely balanced himself and kept to a quick reachable position.