[i]Hamlet, Day 1[/i] Oscar steps off the carriage and looks around the ruin of the once vibrant town. each building ragged through years of neglect and disrepair. [color=lightcoral]'What evil has befallen this place'[/color] thinks Oscar as he checks his meager supplies, it had cost him nearly his entire life savings to travel to this place, he knew that payment for his services would be in the near future. the payment would matter little, bringing down the demons of the darkness would be the reward. Oscar lifts the visor on his helm and searches for the tavern, he was supposed to meet his employer there, he takes a few steps crunching down the dusty road in his plate mail. He places a hand on the hilt of his long sword and grips the steel shield tighter as he begins to truly feel the evil that runs deep in this place. instinctively Oscar begins to mutter a prayer to himself, but it feels hollow and token as it falls from his lips. a smile flashes beneath the helm, as a thought crosses his mind [color=lightcoral]'Finally, a true place of evil to be purged'[/color]. Finally he stomps off towards the tavern, plate mail clattering all the way, to meet his employer. Abdul, who knows what this man truly wants.