7-194: Snow Lake Streets
Gear
Ok, underarm holster.
An Illuminating Journey
Oliver, Fromm and Chris walk abreast along the street toward the corner.
Just around the corner, a group of four men and two women are standing warming themselves around a barrel with a fire going in it, which appears to be in the process of consuming a broken-up chair.
Possibly alerted by Fromm’s luggage, a trio of them appear ready as Oliver’s group rounds the corner.
One steps forward and says, “Well what have we got…”
He takes in the Vizierate vests, Fromm’s demeanour, Chris’ size and the object in his hands, and his voice trails off, “…here…”
“…Bluevening Mers.”
He steps back to his position near the fire.
“Bluevening.” Oliver will say flatly and walk past without kicking up a fuss, this man appears to have caught on that they’re dangerous and sees no further reason to antagonise the situation.