Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard

[TheJarl]

Tharog stepped up and grabbed his weapon. He drank what was left in his glass of whisky and walked to Julian.

"Oi! Ye there, are ye crazy? Walkin' around unarmed? Ye know, this ain't no Freeport. Everyone can come here, bu' there's no guarantee ye get out alive.

This place is where the tough folks come. Trust me, yer looks might save ye from the females, but fer the males... take this"

Holding his assault rifle in his left hand, he drew a pistol with his right. He handed it over to Julian.

"Carry this and not only can ye defend yerself. People most likely won't even attempt tae attack ye, unless they are drunk... which actually means there is quite a big chance.

Oh and... those people ye are lookin' at. Be careful wi' 'em. I recognize a few. They are up to somethin'. I wonder what..."

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