*Dravian walked slowly up towards the house, watching the lawn and the path ahead, hands on his pistols, a duffle bag slung over one shoulder, lithium in a bleted arm sheat, magnesium in his belted leg sheath. slowly his open longcoat blew in the wind, rainwater dripping from the brim of his hat, even the belted leather shirt beneath the longcoat soaking wet.* "well well. this looks like a good place... s maybe tonight Ill get to have some fun..."
*Draviast Walked into the mansion, limping on one side, the oposite arm bleeding from a large wound wich could be seen through tear in his longcoat. his bare stomach showed a badly bleeding stab wound and his chest had numerous scratches* "damn it.. well.. least I got em.."
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