IC: Haunt spat some blood to the side as he reholstered Fury and walked into the safe zone of the town, a cut on his cheek bleeding, the red liquid running down into the corner of his mouth.

One of those beasts had blindsided him. They were smarter. Much smarter than floor 1 enemies. His PM notifier started to blink, and he sighed as he read both new messages.

Maybe it was time to join a group for real.

***

Haunt looked up from where he was sitting in the inn as Raven finished his first statement, a few drops of blood still lingering over the slice in his cheek. "I'm perfectly willing to kill. This isn't a game. We aren't just characters, and PKing isn't just bad etiquette. They're actually trying to [i]murder[/i] us, and I'm going to defend myself, even if it means ending them."

He smirked, then winced in pain as the cut reopened a little. "Your guild sounds like my kinda place."