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Raven

Recalling that any bounty posters are placed on a wall of the Watch Headquarters (and checking the sketch map hastily drawn the previous night), Raven headed across the corner of the busy marketplace.
The noise of commerce and smells of food and drink promise much on this warm early summer day. A couple of town guardsmen monitor the chaos seemingly oblivious to all the activity around them.
Before he's able to cross the edge of the marketplace, a throng of ragged children surround you. An older boy in ragged clothing, perhaps 11, addresses you.
"Hello mister, spare some money for the children, a silver piece to feed us all?"

'greaaaaaaat...' thinks Raven, miserably. just what he needs!

"fine! as long as you don't go bothering me again!" Raven flips a coin of GOLD at them as he doesn't really focus as much on which coin it is, as long as it will get them to not bother him.

While the kids still marvelling at the coin, Raven doubles back and says "say...don't suppose you get to see most things going on around all over the town? because I want something that I can't usually get being new here...information concerning to those who play in the shadows most of the time. If you could tell me such things, I would appreciate well, along with more where that came from"

While regaining his intent on going to find some bounties, he glances back and says "oh, if you bump into a strange, smelly man with a big dog. hang out with him, he just loooooves being around childeren and the poor!". He flips another gold piece to them.

So from then Raven heads towards his destination, gaining some mirth back into his day with that mischief.

hahahaha...HAHAHAHAHAHA

Raven wake to the din to the traffic of people busying themselves with hawking their goods to passerbyers. Splashing water from a bucket of fresh cool water to ready himself for a day of looking around. Time for a shave.

Deciding not to walk around with an armoury on his back, he decides to leave behind his trusty Glaive, breastplate, and his gauntlets. With only wearing the adventuring clothes he had on for a while, worn out from various incidents in the past (and repaired numerous times by the lovely Angel).

"Enough distractions" thinking out loud. Raven has travelled for awhile with various mercenary companies, seeing sights of grand beauty, and of viscious beasts. And now he ends up with a rag tag crew comprising of a strange group, certain that each have their own agenda than just simply wandering for treasures and glory.

Now that the opportunity has arrived, time for him to chase his past he has been carrying since we was a child. Time, either with plenty or little, he will get his revenge. Only time will tell.

About to leave the room to head into the town, Raven almost forgets something, "better not leave that behind" muttering under his breath. Raven grabs the strange sword that has been with him since the treachery, but something seems strange about this weapon more than ever since he returned into town, it feels like...it 'felt' like he needed to have it by my side, instead of just remembering needing it.

And so, readied, he leaves the inn in search for bounty posters. He better not be distracted anytime soon...otherwise a flask of whoopass is about to be given to the first person to annoy him today.