Location » Killer Dock, Bilgewater ⚓

Time » Evening⏳

Oh, ever wondered how many different things you can count at a killer dock? Especially when you are at one in Bilgewater?

Let see. There is a fish hanging, and another bigger fish hanging, and another fish, cleaves stained with blood, sky painted in full green outside the window, and of course... The smell of dead fish.

“We got a new fresh meat at the dock. How long do you think they'll last here?” “I bet 500 gold and my life savings on 25 minutes.”

The very room you're in is a known hotspot for bounty hunters to gather and exchange information, conveniently located just adjacent to the port. Humans, Vastayans, and whatnot? Bounty hunters!

And must warn ya that they aren't exactly civilized folks you'd see on a daily basis. No. They are nothing but ruthless, and right now, all eyes are on you...

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Fate: “And what's the most ideal solution than to split it 65/35!”

Graves: “Hold on. But you said 50/50!”

Fate: “15 extra because I have to come up with the split.”

Thankfully, all of the attention focused on you is temporarily distracted by the arrival of a certain duo in the scene—some more bounty hunters perhaps.

Suddenly, an unnatural silence swallows the area whole, the only sound being the creaking of the wooden dock as the pair's footsteps traverse its worn planks.

Graves: “Are you serious!? You are drawing unnecessary attention to us!”

Fate: “Relax, Graves. All of us are bounty hunters. We don't ditch.”

And before you could know it, the duo has already seated themselves at the same table you are sitting at Although you received a masculine wink from one of them for some reason?

Fate: “Don't mind if we sit here, pal. So anyway, like I said, I have to do the thinking. Therefore, 15 extra for me.”

Graves: “We haven't even caught her, yet you are already playing the dirty card on me?”

Fate: “Well. There is no "unfair" in Twisted's dictionary or card collection.”