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The Wild Side

Credere takes the coins with a satisfied smile and puts them in a pocket bordering on being a travel sack. "Why thank you my good sir, as such a reward for your hospitality, I'll let you keep the dead body for free!"

The bonk catches Credere off guard, causing her to process the attack for a few moments before whirling around to kick Oliver in the stomach in reflex. "What the hell was that for?! I let this man go free, what, do YOU want a crossbow bolt in the head?!"
 
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Name: Cerralei Stundern

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Appearance: Red hair, hazel eyes, leather armor, lute, colorful tunic, cape, scarf

Class: Bard

Extra: Has a vibrant, humorous, and carefree personality
 
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Dead sees the barkeep back up slowly, trying to take advantage of the distraction
 
Credere whirls around and points the crossbow accusingly at the barkeep. "Hey, I let you go with only a little nick, so unless you want me to take that decision back, I advise you stay still until I leave. Then you can complain to the authorities all you want."
 
Credere clears her throat, holsters her crossbow, and says, "Alright then. Now I'll be off. Don't try anything funny behind my back. Especially you, druid-looking guy."
 
Yeah he smacks his face, falls, and smacks his face again. And then lands on a glass bottle that shatters. And the gets up and hits his head on the counter. And then tries to headbutt you and accidentally jumps out of a window. He is unconscious.
 
"Uh. Okay? Well, you know the rules, and so do I, so say goodbye." Credere draws her crossbow again, points it at the unconscious barkeeper, and fires.
 
Credere immediately goes to work looting anything of conceivable value from the corpse of the former barkeep.
 
There is a painting of him and his loving family, some gold he tried to hide from you, and a wedding ring
 
Credere takes the gold, the wedding ring, and examines the picture. Once she is sure that there's no hidden wealth, she tosses it over her shoulder. Credere then stands up, dusts her hands, and ends up looking like she just killed somebody. (she did)
 
Cerralei walks into the tavern. "Aww, come on! Clearly something's happening here! Why do I have to be the last to know?" She points at a random tavern goer. "Hey, you! Tell me what's going on. Gimme the short version."
 
Cerralei is taken aback. "Oh! Well, um, that's very unfortunate, I'm sorry to hear that. Now, you did say 'he', so I'm assuming you're not talking about the very womanly looking person who's looting everything in here, and looks like she just killed someone?"
 
(God rewrote time so i said she cuz i forgot dead is playing a woman)
 
"...Or, you know what, probably the wrong thing to focus on right now. Stupid Cerralei! Obviously, it's her! Anyway, uh, I hate to ask this, but was there anything that led up to this event, or was it just, boom, she kills your dad with literally no provocation?"
 
Credere walks back into the tavern covered in blood to take a mug of some beer-adjacent liquid from behind the counter.
 

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