[h3][center][color=yellow]Orion Stoneheart[/color][/center][/h3]

Orion managed to resist the urge to vomit until he handed over the ears and made his way outside, hoping Granny hadn't heard. Fortunately he didn't have any much in his stomach so it was more dry heaving than anything else. With that taken care of Orion somewhat unsteadily headed towards the rat house. Luckily he still remembered the directions: Matilda, house is on the west side. God he hoped they weren't giant rats. They probably were. It was always giant rats. No one hired people to kill normal rats. Orion looked at the bloodstained blade he still held in his hand. Well. It was better than nothing. It would be great if that doggy from earlier had come with him, it would've been a great help against the rats. Oh he wasn't looking forward to this one bit.