Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-26103034-20151211170730

"There are five of us, and three of you. I know that two of us are definitely capable fighters, and she's the niece of Meledran. Heard of him?" he looked at them, sizing them up as he put his hand on his flintlock as he continued, "She's a better fighter. Now, even if you end up winning, chances are that at least one of you dies. What if that one is you? Hmm?"

He was ready now, with one hand on his dagger and the other on his pistol, if they were going to fight.