A Man and His Gun [Pre-game, Morning]

[Honorordeath]

"Everyone ends up working for someone," he said, a crooked grin, "so long as you keep playing these games you'll find that out sooner or later kid. Only way to stay alive long enough that you might retire some day."

[Soren Lom]

She smiled, "You don't have to serve someone else. I could just end up a hermit out in the wilderness ya know. I'm not so bad making a livin' in the bush."

She tilted her head and asked, "You much of a roughneck?"

[Honorordeath]

"Depends a bit on your meanin' of the word, miss," he said.

[Soren Lom]

"Like you know... going out into the wilderness and roughing it." She clarified with an excited bubbly expression.

[Honorordeath]

"I've never been much of a city boy, if that answers your question. Spent my fair few nights under the night sky with nothing but a bedroll," he said, measuring the woman again with a glance.

[Soren Lom]

"A man after my own heart then. You know any good spots near enough by the city to get there on a speeder?" She asked with a glimmer in her eye.

[Honorordeath]

"Pick a direction," he said, half a restrained laugh in there. "Whole lotta nothin' for the most but if you're lookin' for a challenge follow the mountains north of the city. Hear that place's a whole big attraction for you folk. Down south you got some mountains too, good ol' Mount Hamankarn is down over by Charnel Gulch if you're lookin' for that sorta thing."

"Then you got yourself the forest, also up to the north but off in the east. Plenty o' folk go there only to turn around when they learn more about it. Dark, impossibly dark, and filled with.. well, not many rightly know on account of that aforementioned impossible darkness to deal with. Haven't been there in years, but if The Last Stop is still standin' I'd head down there. See what's what."

[Soren Lom]

"The Last Stop?" She asked with an excited gleam in her eye.

[Honorordeath]

"Tavern, shares the namesake with the town it spawned up around it. Off on the edge of the Duskeen forest. You go following any roads out that way you'll find yourself there, no other way about it," he replied.

"You find Martha Griche out that way, well, you do this ol' soldier of fortune a favor and tell her I said hello."

[Soren Lom]

Aily smiled and jabbed him playfully with her elbow, "Is that going to be helpful or harmful to drop your name?"

[Honorordeath]

"Depending on her mood and exactly what memory she recalls, couldn't tell ya," he smirked, pattered against the table and checked his hip once. Slipping his right hand, free hand, over to the top of his hat he placed it back upon his head in a fluid motion.

[Soren Lom]

"Hopefully it won't be a bad day then." She said with a smile.

[Honorordeath]

"I hope," he fit his hat on his head once more, making sure it sat right. Rising to his feet he looked around the area then back to the woman. "I'm headin' off. Got somewheres to be."

[Soren Lom]

"Hope to see ya again." She said with a smile and a small wave. "Be safe out there."

[Honorordeath]

"Hope it is you find what you're lookin' for, Miss," he said, tipping his hat in her direction and walking off into the crowds. Melding with them instantly.