[Quote=Kidd]"Who are you? What do you want?" she demanded. Then, quickly followed up by looking to the girl and her guardian. "And don't you two move," she added, keeping her arrow pointed at the intruder.[/Quote]

[i]Why does everyone want to shoot me today? This is ridiculous.[/i]

With an exhausted look, Renan pointed at the crest on his shirt as if to say, "Are you happy now?" He then stood up and took out a piece of rolled prepared parchment that he carried just for unfortunate encounters such as this. He walked over to the girl with the dog and held it up, letting the girl read it while he did his most mocking, obnoxious imitation of a royal guard, holding the paper as if it were a royal decree. The letter read, [b]

[Centre] Dear Whoever-you-are,
My name is Renan. The bird is Steve. We don't like Steve. Anyway, ignoring the black, branded jerkin, military grade crossbow and rapier, I'm with you. If you don't believe me then fine, but other people dressed like me are significantly less likely to be friendly. Let's go.

P.S.

If there is an actual soldier(s) nearby, then we can try to take them, run, or do something tricky, like act like you're prisoner or something. If you want to do the first option, say potato. Second option is rice pudding. Third option is chopped Steve. We really don't like Steve. [/centre][/b]