Into the Lair of the Kingpin

[Shukuen]

Leets gasped quietly in surprise and looked among the crowd to see who was missing.

[Halbarad]

Clyde considers for a moment. "Does the enchantment on a weapon ever fade? Making the gun shouldn't be too difficult, but the bullets will likely be trouble. Even a marksman can go through a dozen or more in a firefight, and there's no telling how many shots it would take to drop one of those wolves."

[Dracos]

He didn't see anyone he recognized not there, but then he didn't know the whole family yet either.

Dracos

[Shukuen]

Leets looked for a familiar face in the crowd to ask what happened.

[Dracos]

Reggie, the weaponsmith, was seen near the edge of the gathering.

Dracos

[Shukuen]

Leets motioned for Jan to wait before he approached Reggie.

"Psst. Reggie?" he whispered so to not disturb the others.

[Dracos]

"Hmm? Oh, Leets, bad time to drop by." He said in a low voice.

Dracos

[Shukuen]

"I can see that," he said lowly. "What happened here?"

[Dracos]

"Gang fight, last night.  You didn't see the preparations earlier?  Guess you didn't head in the back.  Anyhow, someone got a lucky shot off."

Dracos

[Shukuen]

"But who died?" Leets urged, trying again to catch sight of the grave.

[Olvelsper]

"We actually heard a bit about turf wars when we got into the city. Has it gotten worse?"

[Dracos]

Focusing on Leets first, he answered, "Donny Givani.  Gregio's second cousin.  Did you know him?"

Dracos

[Shukuen]

"No. Gregio usually doesn't tell me about his family."

[Dracos]

He nods, turning to answer. "Well, it's a little hotter than normal...I think the King is going to come down on one of the sides soon.  Too much ruckus and he tends to move."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Do you know what was going on when this whole mess began?" Jan curiously asked the man. "Maybe it'd let you narrow down who the 'King' will target next."