Warpedhero
Warped Hero
- Joined
- Jul 21, 2008
- Messages
- 250
- Reaction score
- 45
- Points
- 80
Assassin: Story of the Bowerstone Mafia
"Thanks for you money, I mean your custo.." The large man sitting at the game table swung his huge fist into the back of the dealer's head. He spit on him and walked away cheerfully. Outside his friends were waiting anxiously. "Did ye get 'im?" "Yeah. Let's go see the boss." The three men walked past the Quay Witch's house and stopped. There was a commotion. The Bloody Band was back in town. In case you haven't been informed, the Band is a small group of seemingly noble citizens who fight for gold at night. Our friend Ace, known for his gambling proficiency, stepped into the center of the ring and pulled of his Assassin cloak. "Time to make a little dough." He beat every man there, excepting the tattooed one. "Ah, you're not bad. Let's go." The man with the warrior stripe jabbed Ace in the chest and watched him release a mouthful of the red. "Ouch." said Ace. His partners brought out grins. Tattoo-man had a bad night.
"Thanks for you money, I mean your custo.." The large man sitting at the game table swung his huge fist into the back of the dealer's head. He spit on him and walked away cheerfully. Outside his friends were waiting anxiously. "Did ye get 'im?" "Yeah. Let's go see the boss." The three men walked past the Quay Witch's house and stopped. There was a commotion. The Bloody Band was back in town. In case you haven't been informed, the Band is a small group of seemingly noble citizens who fight for gold at night. Our friend Ace, known for his gambling proficiency, stepped into the center of the ring and pulled of his Assassin cloak. "Time to make a little dough." He beat every man there, excepting the tattooed one. "Ah, you're not bad. Let's go." The man with the warrior stripe jabbed Ace in the chest and watched him release a mouthful of the red. "Ouch." said Ace. His partners brought out grins. Tattoo-man had a bad night.
