Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-25038310-20141218162244

A fat man entered the bar, accompanied by two bodyguards who weared brown coats and donned black hoods. They were both armed with double barreled pistols and muskets, while the fat, stubby nobleman was only armed with a cutlass. The three individuals all went to the counter where they were greeted by the patron of the bar.

"Da package is in de back." The old, raspy voice of the patron said.

The fellowship loked at each others for a few seconds, as if considering their choice. After a few seconds, they all nodded. The patron led them to a door behind the counter, to a seperate room. A noblewoman and two other men could be seen waiting behind the table, and on top of the table there was a large satchel. The door shut abruptedly after the nobleman and his guards entered.

Right after that, a man with a white, sharp beaked mask and a sinister looking armor with some sort of raven like theme entered the bar. He looked at all the residents, as if they were all prey. Antoine Gascoigne. He attracted the attention of a few people, but most of the men in the bar kept drinking or smoking, or playing card games like poker and blackjack. He took a seat at a table not far from him, next to three drinking men who were apparently drunk. They were all playing a card game, not even noticing the man who was sitting next to them.