AxylleMarie
Magic Eight Ball
Liberty's eyes twinkled, the heels of her boots gently clicking on the wooden floor of the tavern as she walked in. "Alright, peasants!" She hollered. "Whatcha got?" She was the most feared bandit in Tahilda, mainly because she was one of the only living Reapers in the world after The Grand Execution. Most of the tavern's visitors were drunk, but it didn't seem to matter. They all emptied their pockets, their bags, everything. Liberty laughed, mumbling comments as she rounded each table, inspecting how much she'd collect that night."Oh yes... Beautiful." She met up with her partners (Around six of them) outside. One of them eagerly asked,"How much did you get?" A few others nodded. "I'd say about 400 Credits for the whole tavern." Liberty said confidently.
