Zakar turned and looked over at a woman who was talking to the bartender and sighed again as he thought back to his first time fighting against Cipher. It had been shortly after an incident at Realgam tower where a trainer rumored to be fighting against Cipher had disappeared after losing a battle against some high ranking member of Cipher, or so they said.

It was after that day that most people agreed that the whole region had gone to hell. For months afterward trainers who fought against or spoke out against Cipher disappeared. The only places that were considered remotely safe were the Outskirt stand he was currently sitting in and Pyrite town which was home to rouges and scoundrels who were tough enough even that even Cipher thought twice to mess with them. As long as the citizens of Pyrite minded their own business Cipher left them alone. 

The sound of an engine brought Zakar out of his daze and he turned to look out the window out the stand and saw a beat up old hover-cycle that looked quite a bit like his own grind to a stop outside the stand. But that wasn't what got his attention.

The figure who had gotten off the hover-cycle was [i]massive[/i], If Zakar had to to guess he was probably a full three heads taller than he was but that was all that he could tell. The figure was wearing some sort of cloak that covered most of his body but left his hands which were covered in scars uncovered. Zakar continued to watch the massive figure who seemed to know he was looking at him as he turned to face Zakar's direction and then turned towards the entrance to the Outskirt stand and simply walked up the ramp and into the stand.

The figure didn't look at anyone but the bartender as he walked directly towards him without stopping. The bartender didn't say a word but the figure did. 

"Skarmory flies at dawn." The figure said simply.

"And may he never stop flying." The bartender responded. The figure responded by pulling a case out from the inside of his cloak and handing it to the bartender who quickly stored it under the counter.

"Did they see you?" The bartender asked.

"They know what I did. I need to leave soon or they'll come down hard on this place if they find me here." The figure replied. The bartender held out a hand which the figure grasped and shook.

"Be safe old friend." The bartender said quietly as the figure turned and headed towards the door.