OoC: SUP DOODZ. I might have to go in a little while, but I'm joinin' in, by request of Hero. ;D I'ma using
Fenn Tirren.
BiC: With his cloak pulled completely around him and his hood up, Fenn walked silently along the streets of the ruined city, staying in the shadows. There were strange people all about, eying him as though a dog would eye a steak. He sighed under his breath, and walked a bit faster. He was too close to use a bow, so he drew one of the knives he perpetually carried, from out of the folds of his clothing. Keeping it close in hand, he let the light glint off of it so that anyone who would be tempted to act would be warned.
His keen ears heard cries in the distance, and he ran towards the sound. Coming upon a small area, he saw a man harassing a child, for the child had some food in a small bag. The man, who was considerably large, was yelling something unintelligible at the child.
Drunken fool.. Fenn thought.
Quietly walking up to the man, his put his knife to his throat, and quietly told him to get away from the child. "W-what are you doin'?!" The man's voice wavered, and as soon as he talked the stench of alcohol filled his nostrils, causing him to crinkle his nose in disgust. "Walk away from the child." He said this slowly, so the man would understand. Looking bewildered, the man stumbled away. Looking back, Fenn saw that the child had taken opportunity of this situation and ran as well.
Turning his head, almost at once he saw another fight, on one side, a mysterious girl and two men, one with a gun, and some more of those drunken thugs. Dropping to one knee, he pulled out his bow, but he saw that the fight was over. Pulling his hood swiftly up again. He started to walk towards them.
As he came upon them, one man turned around, as did the mysterious girl. Strangely, they seemed to know he was there. Pulling does his hood to expose his face, he held up his hand.
"I mean you no harm. What has ravaged this city to the point of which drunken thugs will attack women and children?"
"We don't quite know." The first man, Deadeye, spoke. "This is my home city. Who are you to question us?"
"I'm but a traveler, Fenn Tirren is the name." He did not smile, nor hold out his hand.