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Hark next to the man with death wish and watched silently as the events unfolded. Jeez this poor innkeeper He thought to himself. He was quite amused with small fight that seamed about to go down until it was abruptly interrupted by an armored man. Hark eyed the man more closely taking note of his armor which didnt match that of any soldier he'd ever seen in his lifetime. It wasn't until Hark noticed the double shot crossbow that he figured out what he was, a witch hunter. He was probably tasked out by their mystical order or whatever. Hark didn't really have too good of an understanding of witch hunters as he had only encountered them a few times in his lifetime. The first time he met one was when he was on a hunt for a royal mage who went insane after studying some form of dark magic Hark would rather not know of, and even though the witch hunters had no means of communication with the King they seamed to know about the rouge mage.

”Speaking of rumors, however, I am curious on how The Cult managed to convince King Y’lleant to let them into the nation. So tell us, Mr. Royal Guard. Why did the King allow these men into the town?”

The question snapped Hark out of his thoughts and he looked over at the man. "Well it's quite obvious actually. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Were getting our asses kicked and the Cult seams to have power beyond our comprehension." He then turned his attention to the witch hunter "And as for you, I know what you are. The Cult members here are under direct protecting of the King and have full authorization to practice their teachings as they please so I better not hear about any trouble from you. It would be a shame to put someone like you with all that training down."
Sorry i got railed and put on gate detail so i don't know when ill be able to post hopefully tomorrow.
@RangingWolf what’s your MOS?
@RangingWolf oh shit what branch you in?
@Pezz570 I’m going to keep it broad as far as what Hark says and doesn’t say but if I have questions I’ll be sure to give you a PM. Also will have a post up later today or tomorrow morning.
I got nothing to add really I see a lot of the characters want info from mine so if you wanna do a collab anytime just send me a PM so we can work it out!
Can't wait to see what you guys come up with.

The two other traders who pulled out their daggers kept staring at Hark not sure of what to do and after a mement he let out with a sigh, "You two seam smarter than your friend here so why don't you get lost before i give you all matching ears." Then the two slowly started walking around Hark as if they though he would lunge at them at any moment. They picked up their injured friend and without any last words left the bar. Hark stood there watching the door for a moment before heading back to his seat, but before he sat down he reached into his coin sack and threw the innkeeper 3 gold coins. "For your troubles." He said simply before taking a seat. He noticed the innkeeper was clearly taken back as the coins were easily worth 3 times as much as the damages to the table.

Hark gathered his plate up and walked over to man whos life he had just said and sat down casually eating the quail leg he had started on before the scuffle. After he finished he looked over at the man, "Well you clearly don't seam half as drunk as you were acting over there" He started, "So what was the deal with your little stunt there?"
Above the new shopping center a medium sized hover craft loomed about 100 meters above the roof. Painted jet black and with high tech engines that could outrun any police vehicle in the city the ship is quite an intimidating sight for any police who would try to give chase to say the least. It's crew, however, was a complete different story. The crew was formed of the most hardened and merciless criminals you could find in the region. Together the made up the infamous crime group called the black ring. Now a mere 100 meters above the mall 17 men of different species from the black ring stood preparing their weapons and equipment for a raid on a jewelry store that was housed in the shopping center called "Cut". The store belonged to one of the richest gem cutters in the Skyline area named Colroy Geat.

The only thing that marked the men of the black ring was every one of them was wearing a black skull mask which was upgraded with a high tech HUD that could pick up threats, non-threats, security cameras, ect. In the middle of the group Jet sat with his back leaned against the wall of the ship, he had already checked his gear over multiple times and was now waiting for the leader of the raid, Splice, to give the order to attack. Splice was a giant reptilian who stood over 7 feet tall and his heart was as cold as his blood.

15 minutes went by before the sliding door on the side of the craft slowly and silently slid open with a small hiss. Splice walked over to the edge and looked down, they were directly on top of the jewelry store. "Alright worms you all know the mission so i wont waste my breath explaining it again, take everything and leave nothing." The reptilian said through clenched teeth, "Oh and one last thing, waste any cop or security who stands in out way." With those final words he jumped out of the ship and descended on the roof. Jet stood up readied his weapon and prepared to descend.
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