>>5757244Emerging from the kitchen door is a strange man, whose mere presence feels like danger. His voice sounds deranged but it commands a sense of respect. Suddenly the mood shifts inside the room. All the hooligans get up and politely greet the man, their faces showing varying degrees of respect and utter fear.
His appearance is outrageous, to say the least. A tall, lean man of Eastern descent. Sharp features and an eye patch covering his left eye. He wears an obnoxiously colored snakeskin blazer. He walks nonchalantly, but each of his steps is imposing. His eye wanders through the room, carefully examining the scene.
Following behind him is a humanoid creature, its pale green skin and vicious, almost demonic visage are disconcerting, as its large, jagged teeth, and its yellowed tinted eyes look like ones of a trained predator, they are cold and violent. Thick strands of dark hair envelop most of its body, pulsating almost rhythmically, like muscles.
“Captain? What are you doing here?” asks terrified the man who was getting ready to punch the lights out of you.
[One-Eyed Thug]: I was heading here to see if the parcel arrived, and I heard the commotion.
[One-Eyed Thug]: Oy, “Ringuma”, what the fuck are you doing to that kid over there?
The large man tries to sheepishly explain that he wants to teach you a lesson for trying to squeeze some money from their organization.
[One-Eyed Thug]: Are you daft? Shit for brains. The boy doesn’t even got a mon with him. Kid’s clearly just an errand boy. He probably doesn’t even know what the fuck is going on”
[One-Eyed Thug]: The assholes who stole what you were supposed to guard, are probably getting ready to make their getaway, and I find you beating the shit out of our only possible lead to take vengeance on the bastards/
The anger in his words is enough to get the muscular thug on his knees, practically begging for forgiveness.
The “Captain” looks down on you with its remaining eye and speaks.
[One-eyed Thug]: Forgive my dumbshit associate here. Let’s talk shop.
[One-eyed Thug]: Alright kid. They threatening you or something? If you tell us where to find em, we’ll deal with them no problem. No harm will come your way.
[One-Eyed Thug]: C’mon. Just leave the parcel. Tell us what you know and you can go home and forget about all this stuff. What do you say?
His words are an off-putting mixture of raw intimidation and actual concern.
>You’ll speak. For a price. >Tell them nothing, you made a deal, and you don’t believe you can trust these guys either. Keeps your lips shut. >These guys, seem way more dangerous than the odd pair that sent you here. Better try and get on their good side. Tell them about the pair of sketchy men. >Other/ Write-in. 