Mingi was stalking you, thinking of how to approach you. He had red eyes, with a black cloak around his body and he had a hood on top of his head. He had his two sickles in their sheaths. He found an opportunity, since we’re sitting in the saloon, by the bartender table. You were alone since you were the last one there. The bartender went to go get more drinks, and you were left alone.

Mingi appeared next to you, and he slowly turned his head.

“Well, well. Look who it is.”

He said.