Legend
Azoth's right, no point in letting it go to waste. Now the young man is really mad, but he isn't ready to attack you just yet.
"Oh I see how it is, Patricia's just hired thugs to protect her precious soup kitchen! And she dares to take the moral high ground?"
"I suggest you get out of here and never come back if you value your life." you warn.
"Alright, maybe you win this day, but my friends in the Ebony Claw Syndicate will hear of this and then we'll see whose territory this is!"
"Hah! I'm familiar with the Ebony Claw Syndicate and this little pissant isn't it! He doesn't even have the tattoo on his shoulder that's MANDATORY, for all members! He's a wannabe at best! Anyway are you gonna let him talk that way to you? This kid needs to learn to respect his elders." Azoth remarks.
When you pull your weapon, the young man's eyes widen and he takes off instantly. You manage to chase him down into a dead end alley. Having little choice he puts his back against the wall, pulls his dagger and prepares to fight you.
YOUNG MAN
SKILL: 7
STAMINA: 9
When you reduce his STAMINA to 3 or less, he'll beg for mercy which you provide. The young man is bloody, tearful and has probably soiled himself during all of this. He's so damn pathetic that you almost feel like killing him would be putting him out of his misery.
"What're you doing? Finish him off!" Azoth remarks.
"Alright son, why the hell should I spare ya?" you demand.
"Please (sob) please! I'll make it worth your while!"
"Yeah? Well talk!"
"(sob) Okay okay. My name's Calvin and I dunno if you're in the Underworld business or not, but I know you're not in the Ebony Claw Syndicate. I got connections with the Ebony Claw Syndicate I mean I'm not a member yet, but I hope to be! In the meantime I have a good deal going, I buy some Blue Dream from them, sell it, give them a cut and keep the rest. They tell me if I do a good job, eventually I'll get to be a full member!"
"Yeah well that's all nice for you, but what does that have to do with me?"
"Well you COULD sell that stuff yourself and make some money, but then that would be it. Plus you'd effectively be stealing from the Syndicate and if they found out "
"Well I guess they better not find out then." You say pointing your weapon at the young man.
"Killing me might not save you. The Syndicate is everywhere in this city, they'll eventually find out when I don't show up anymore."
"Hah! You overestimate your importance."
"No, I just know the Syndicate doesn't like being ripped off. Look what I'm proposing is going to be more lucrative to you in the long term. I can see that by you kicking my ass, I need my OWN form of protection and my own fighting skills aren't up to the task. I propose that you be my back up guy when I need some extra muscle, I'll pay you of course generously, plus you'll have your own connections in the Black Claw Syndicate and those are powerful connections my friend. All I ask is that you give me my product back and spare my life."
"Yeah, and you never see him again or worse he tries to get revenge on you. This fool will say anything to save his pathetic life. The Syndicate is a huge organization, they aren't going to look hard for some snot nosed street urchin that had one pouch of their stuff. Such a loss would be a drop in the bucket for them if that. If anything they'll probably think that HE ripped them off and left the city. You don't need the Syndicate connections, you got me! I say keep the drugs and make sure nobody ever finds his body." Azoth advises.
"Oh I see how it is, Patricia's just hired thugs to protect her precious soup kitchen! And she dares to take the moral high ground?"
"I suggest you get out of here and never come back if you value your life." you warn.
"Alright, maybe you win this day, but my friends in the Ebony Claw Syndicate will hear of this and then we'll see whose territory this is!"
"Hah! I'm familiar with the Ebony Claw Syndicate and this little pissant isn't it! He doesn't even have the tattoo on his shoulder that's MANDATORY, for all members! He's a wannabe at best! Anyway are you gonna let him talk that way to you? This kid needs to learn to respect his elders." Azoth remarks.
When you pull your weapon, the young man's eyes widen and he takes off instantly. You manage to chase him down into a dead end alley. Having little choice he puts his back against the wall, pulls his dagger and prepares to fight you.
YOUNG MAN
SKILL: 7
STAMINA: 9
When you reduce his STAMINA to 3 or less, he'll beg for mercy which you provide. The young man is bloody, tearful and has probably soiled himself during all of this. He's so damn pathetic that you almost feel like killing him would be putting him out of his misery.
"What're you doing? Finish him off!" Azoth remarks.
"Alright son, why the hell should I spare ya?" you demand.
"Please (sob) please! I'll make it worth your while!"
"Yeah? Well talk!"
"(sob) Okay okay. My name's Calvin and I dunno if you're in the Underworld business or not, but I know you're not in the Ebony Claw Syndicate. I got connections with the Ebony Claw Syndicate I mean I'm not a member yet, but I hope to be! In the meantime I have a good deal going, I buy some Blue Dream from them, sell it, give them a cut and keep the rest. They tell me if I do a good job, eventually I'll get to be a full member!"
"Yeah well that's all nice for you, but what does that have to do with me?"
"Well you COULD sell that stuff yourself and make some money, but then that would be it. Plus you'd effectively be stealing from the Syndicate and if they found out "
"Well I guess they better not find out then." You say pointing your weapon at the young man.
"Killing me might not save you. The Syndicate is everywhere in this city, they'll eventually find out when I don't show up anymore."
"Hah! You overestimate your importance."
"No, I just know the Syndicate doesn't like being ripped off. Look what I'm proposing is going to be more lucrative to you in the long term. I can see that by you kicking my ass, I need my OWN form of protection and my own fighting skills aren't up to the task. I propose that you be my back up guy when I need some extra muscle, I'll pay you of course generously, plus you'll have your own connections in the Black Claw Syndicate and those are powerful connections my friend. All I ask is that you give me my product back and spare my life."
"Yeah, and you never see him again or worse he tries to get revenge on you. This fool will say anything to save his pathetic life. The Syndicate is a huge organization, they aren't going to look hard for some snot nosed street urchin that had one pouch of their stuff. Such a loss would be a drop in the bucket for them if that. If anything they'll probably think that HE ripped them off and left the city. You don't need the Syndicate connections, you got me! I say keep the drugs and make sure nobody ever finds his body." Azoth advises.