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Post by Inkshade on Jul 27, 2014 16:03:29 GMT -5
The cart was stopped in the middle of a dirt road. Neither a town nor any sign of other people could be seen. It had been a perfect ambush spot, very profitable, but it would likely need to be the last time they used it for a while. By now some of their previous victims would have informed the authorities of their actions, and they’d need to move on. Despite this, Ra’ton smiles as he points a dagger at the throat of the owner of the cart. The man was a merchant for sure; just the kind of person Ra’ton loved to steal from. “Now then, while my friends here take a look at what sorts of wares you’re selling, why don’t you start emptying your pockets eh?” Dred was on his horse, scouting around for any sign of danger. The road was pretty remote, but the boss had told them to be cautious. “Any sign of trouble Dred?” Ra’ton asks as the merchant starts to empty his pockets. “Just us.” Dred says
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