Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160516065101/@comment-25924729-20160715100036

"Woah man! There's no need for that." Dalton raised his arms modestly. "I brought this mess on you and your tavern, i'ts my job to get you back out." he promised the bartender.

"Of course, you could say i have a history with Faye, but even then there's not much i can tell you. She's just that unpredictable. Maybe it's her way of punishing you for 'cheating' in her 'game' last night? Maybe she's just doing it for fun? I really don't know."

He gestured for Ale to follow him, before getting up and walking into the empty street, more specifically, a rusty manhole cover in the center. Scrape marks around it's edge suggested recent use.

"But i do know where that lil' devil likes to hang out. Down there's her hunting ground, and where she keeps her 'souvenirs'. Chances are thats where Faye's taken your weapons, and if you wann get them back... well, it's gonna be dangerous."