Razor's Edge Pub, Seasons Base

[Lythrilux]

Clank, the boot hit the floor.
The figure walked into the bar. He wore a black trench coat, buttoned up. He moved forward with his legs, equipped with grey cargo pants and black boots. His attire was generally smart, save for his orange tinted goggles which hung loosely on his neck, making him seem rugged, yet, respectable.
"Hold it, weapon check" The guard asked the figure
"Is that necessary? I'm a Junker, I wouldn't hurt a soul..." He replied.
The guard held out his hand, not listening to the Junker's pleas.
"Fine" The Junker said. He withdrew a jagged knife and two pistols from his coat, and gave them to the guard. "I expect them back, especially the knife. It means a lot to me".
The guard nodded and with that, the Junker entered the bar.

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