Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151017130502/@comment-3293219-20151018211635

"Oh, I'll get it out of him." Agatha grumbled, ready to extract the information through whatever means were necessary. People were dying, this wasn't the time for secrets.

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Their conversation was seemingly interrupted as Percival's arm was gently tugged by a patron, who seemed to back away as soon as he got his attention.

"I'm... Terribly sorry, my friends... But... I'm in need of some help and I couldn't help but notice that you are... well, quite well armed."