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RE Breaking Free of Pain Buttons and Lady Red Soren's reach seemed to be everywhere. The treacherous snake knew no bounds and because of that the kingdom suffered. Their King assassinated, their Queen more then likely locked away in a personal hell that no person should go through.. Knights and Soldiers that were once the symbols of justice and freedom now brought nothing but oppression and violence. The grasp of greedy nobles and merchants tightening harder and harder with each passing day, those that knew of the way things had been before kept their mouths shut... And those that fight for the old ways are either killed or exiled. To say there was hope would be a very dangerous thing to let slip from one's lips, rumors of the Exile Dego mounting attacks against the armies of Soren was all that people had to go by. But the fact of the matter was that there was no going back, there was no hope. People just lived, clinging onto whatever Soren didn't rip from their lives and waiting for the next miserable day to come. But at least there was still ale! With the increase of foreign merchants, sellswords, and all sorts of thieves and thugs, the inns were some of the most popular places to be. Black market connections could be made, professional assassins or kidnappers could be paid for, anything really that one's depraved little heart could desire would be at the inns. Saying you knew the right people of course and paid the soldiers to turn a blind eye to what was going on. And oh how the inn was alive tonight. Bar maids going around getting groped and flirting with whoever took a seat, the bartender frantically moving from customer to customer collecting coin and serving drinks, legs of meat and chunks of bread coming out on large platters from the kitchen in the back. Those who inhabited the inn were many, mountain men from up north covered in bear furs, cut throats from the south with their tanned skin and overly decorated vestments, to the local soldiers that were enjoying the inns oh so generous hospitality... Because what fool would make a soldier of Soren's army pay for something? Oh right! Who could forget the fool? Every tavern had one after all, and the fool tonight was making his rounds. Why don't you show some kindness and buy a man a drink? The fool asked, dressed in a shabby cloak that served more to warm his body from the cold nights then to be fashionable. Just one drink buddy! He exclaimed, the man talking with a group of three men that were eating and drinking to their hearts content. Large burly individuals that looked like sellswords or thugs. Get lost you fucking freeloader! One of the guy shouted with food in his mouth, bringing the back of his fist into the fool's face. The fool falling flat on his ass, a large red fist mark across the side of his face. Hey! I just asked for a drink! The fool shouted, getting up and going back to the edge of the table. Doing more then that even by getting in the man's face. Now you hit me and need to make things right! So why not buy me that drink now? The fool asked, the three men at the table glaring at him before they got up to deal with the fool. All of this was going on when the young woman entered the tavern, but then again squabbles between patrons was common place in an inn. The name Dego rang in the bartenders ears, he showing no signs of it of course on his face but was worried. He whistled at one of his bar maids to come over, whispering something into her ear before getting more drinks. The bar maid making her way over to the table which Soren's soldiers were at. She saying a few things before leaving, the three soldiers that were there turning to look at the young woman who had brought up Dego. They started to finish their meals, drinking the last of their ale before standing up, weapons in hand as they made their way to the bar. The soldiers stopped behind the young woman, eyes traveling up and down her body. Damn did she have quite the body, and the fact that she was wearing some weird outfit that completely exposed the sides of her... There was little that the soldiers had to leave to their imaginations. The bartender looked over, groaning as he brought his hands up in the air in a waving motion, Ah come on not in my inn! Take it outside! He pleaded, the soldiers raising an eyebrow to him before looking back to the young woman. Well you heard the man let's take this outside, I will show you where Dego is. One of the soldiers stated, his sword resting against his shoulder. The three soldiers had positioned themselves together and in between her and the front door, their intentions were to escort her out through the back door.