>>>>>[Ah, just like the wonderful vacation spots I typically go to! Or other places just as bad. Had one kid who thought he stole a credstick off me in... Well, I don't think the country exists in Eastern Europe anymore. It was a .600 Nitro Express cartridge. He looked in confusion at it, then peed himself when he saw I was staring right at him. Dropped it and ran. Other than that, nice village. Left the meat with the butcher when I left, took only the horns. Made sure he understood what would happen if I found out that he didn't have a sale on that meat in the future as well, as it was almost pure profit for him, after he sold the skins.
Cover of course, I was hunting something else. Found it. Too late, but it lead to a trail to something else...
When you get back, Iceblade, we'll take a hike along Hell's Kitchen to clean your aura, maybe you can teach me a few sword tricks or just practice. Been awhile since I did any proper fencing other than the pansy who kicked more than thrust.]<<<<<
-- Money Johnson (20:50:45/01-29-74)