Welcome to the City of Rome

[Dracos]

OOC: Everyone else, you arrive successfully back at the inn.  Congrats, you've survived a day.  Now for lightning bolts to end that ^_~.
IC:

On his way back to the inn, Bran heard the sound of flesh smacking against flesh.  It came, from his left, down an alleyway, or so his ears told him.

Fearless Leader

[Sunhawk]

Bran frowned.  On one hand, it wasn't his business if people mugged each other.  On the other, he WAS feeling restless, and a good fight would be welcome.

He moved down the alley cat-quick to see what was happening.

[Dracos]

A large fellow lifted a merchant up against the wall, backhanding him again.  Long, flamboyant red hair ran down his leather armored back.  Muscles spread across his body powerfully.  A smaller figure stood in the shadows behind the guy, softly commenting: "Now, Now... you wouldn't want to get Erdrick angry here.  He's not very nice when he's angry."

Dracos

[Sunhawk]

Bran stops and eyes the tableau for a moment, then shrugs.  Looks like it'd be a good fight.

"Hey, now - what's going on?" (in a hearty and loud voice, of course)

[Trunkyboy]

Not having any of that "gold" to pay to stay the night, Luciano leaned against the side of the building, hoping the new day would come soon so he could fight.

[Dracos]

"Nothing at all citizen.  Please, be on your way.  Do not mind our little dispute."  The voice from the shadows replied.

Dracos

[Sunhawk]

"Citizen? Me?" Bran snorts.

[Dracos]

"Whatever.  Leave."

The voice was cold.

Dracos

[Sunhawk]

Bran pulls his lips back in a half-smile.

"Was that a threat?"

[Dracos]

A snapping of fingers was heard as two other figures stepped out of the shadows, "It could be.  Though I'd recommend you take it as a friendly suggestion."

Dracos

[Sunhawk]

Bran casually banters "Four of you?  An awful lot for a little merchant.  I had no idea Romans were so..."

He trails off, amusement in his voice, and shakes his head mock-sadly.

[Dracos]

OOC: As you are going into battle, we will handle this online sometime this week.  After I get the time to fucking data crunch these guys -_- Damn cold.
IC:

"Prepared?  Think what you will.  You've had your chance."  A snapping of fingers is heard and the shopkeeper is tossed to the wall.  The red haired figure disappearing and the voice ending as the other two drew knives and approached.

Dracos

[Dracos]

Following the violent events of the night...  A new morning rose upon the city of Rome...

Dracos

[Carthrat]

Another day of FREEDOM! thinks Salvius as he arises. Going about his morning rituals, he ponders getting a sign to hang above his door; "Today is the First Day of the rest of your Life" would be suitable, he thinks.

After that, he leaves to have a bath.

Upon getting sparkling clean as any reputable citizen should be, Salvius gets properly dressed, and heads to the tavern where everyone else was staying.

Dammit, he knew being a Cleric of Mars was supposed to be somewhat above worldly matters, but losing 300gp *Stung*.

[Corwin]

Cedric woke up, and went through his morning routine before gathering his things and going to get some breakfast.