“So what made you decide to keep following a man with such apparently unsavoury tastes as I?” Orion asked the group, then noticed his guards following in broad daylight. Idiots. A ten-foot tall infant with one leg could be more inconspicuous than these imbeciles. It was painful to watch. He threw some coins in their general direction and yelled out, “Go buy yourself some drinks boys!” with a smile.

“Thanks boss!” one yelled as they all scrambled on the ground to try to get the money. Pathetic. Good thing Orion told the bartender if they ever come to that tavern and buy drinks to mix in strong doses of mirtazapine and trazodone, which should knock them out for an hour or so. 

Once the guards were out of sight Orion asked, “You going to try to kill me or something once my guards are gone?” with a seemingly innocent grin, putting his hands behind his head as he walked.