[@Assallya][@Infamous Empath]

Vampire? Holy shit. That's a Mad Jester gig. Raven couldn't help but grumble to himself when the woman said that it was a vampire. [i]The fuck you got yourself into now, you curious dumbass?[/i] Raven scolded himself in his mind before listening to the woman's next words, who was now in a real hurry to get to any place but here. She certainly wasn't some helpless wench, that was for sure. Raven couldn't help but put his hand on the grip of one of his daggers, in case the vampire decided to come back for a meal, specially served in the kitchen of all places.

"I need my wagon," she said suddenly and dismissively, waving her slender bejeweled hand dismissively as a princess or queen would do, "Those battling inside will not prevail without my help."

Stakes that high? It seemed by simply entering the building, the thief got more involved than he ever wanted to be in the first place. "Shit... alright, but you better have something damn good in that wagon, lady." Raven replied when she laid out the options. He didn't have to try very hard to keep up with her. It seemed like they were both proficient in quick movement. However, his eyes were caught as an injured man was practically slumped against the wagon. Looks like this conflict hadn't just affected the ones in there. Raven knew what it was like to be in need, and wasted no time in sprinting over. "Hey! You there man?" He asked, trying to see if the man's mind was still present to this world. He saw the lady ignore the man and go straight into the wagon. Without hesitating, Raven picked up the man and supported him, slinging the man's arm over his shoulders and propping him up, taking him up to the wagon's door. 

"There's something in here that can help this guy, right?"