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He gave a heaving sigh at the dwarfs attempt to peel their attention away from their target. Stubborn were dwarves, especially stubborn were drunk ones. "If I throw a bit of coin your way, would you bugger off?" Johnny kept his irritation to a minimum, but if the fellow didn't back off soon...

Johnny was not about to stoke the temper of his companion, and he wasn't terribly pleased the man was attempting to do do either. He bit back his own words, watching her land a solid punch to the man's face before the one from earlier popped into their alley. He had to take a moment to both...

"No, surprisingly. Lot of people don't like being responsible for kids. Easier to get away and less alibi to build. Who expects a kid to know a lot?" Johnny replied to her. "I mean, you gonna pick up a kid and try to convince 'im to give you his life story or hope someone else does?" He didn't...

He hadn't been paying attention to her when she replied to him. He could hear the annoyance in her voice, but he was busy selling the act of a scared kid when she picked him up and tossed him once more. Again, she had tossed him. And this time, completely unable to catch himself as he rolled off...

Hands pulled him from beneath the table and his hands went for the knife he had hidden before noticing it was the other assassin. The room was a mix of spectators and brawlers at this point. Some jeering and trying to get the fighting to a maddening level while others tried to leave. Just like...

Johnny was concerned by the sudden outbreak, but not because of concern for his well being. A regular bar room blitz was something he enjoyed watching. He got a bit jittery, anxious even at the excitement all around him. That usually led to trouble not involving the job he was given. Hiding...

The man standing opposite the window, and their target were both occupied as the halfling came to a sudden stop just inside the window. Not wasting the moment, a nearly silent tumble had the little man neatly beneath the table before either looked back to the now broken window. She had really...

The prospect of being thrown fell away, and he would have been kidding himself if hadn't kept the idea in the back of his mind for later. Her words did not garner anymore thought from him than face value though. It was hard to tell the context of a scenario without having a long drawn out story...

The little man beside her was fidgeting with something, a small brass lock that was simply constructed. Nimble hands fiddled with the thing, turning it over and examining the edges as he found a tiny hole on the bottom of it. A brow arched as he burrowed in a pocket before producing a thin steel...

Johnny, Jo'hnee Gnash Biographical information Birthplace Bhathairk Born Died Age 35 Home Changes often Physical...