Eadgar had been sitting in the same spot for quite awhile. He was pretty sure he knew how many people were inside of the church at this point. Unfortunately he wasn't able to distinguish how many were enemies and how many were hostages. That's when he heard the faint sound of feet shuffling in the direction of the building he was perched upon. He stood up from his position and walked to the edge when he saw a pair that didn't look like locals or members of Bluewell's crew. He stood there a moment watching them move towards the church. That's when the man looked up and their eyes met. Eadgar eyed closely the two and realized they were definitely not Whip-Fang. When Eadgar saw the man grab his gun, Eadgar stepped forward and dropped from the roof to the ground. In a hushed tone, [color=gray]"Imbecile. Put that thing away before you hurt yourself or someone else. The scraps of human decency here have hostages in the church and working on their boat. I don't know if you have any idea who your dealing with but the man in charge is Ragnvald. He's already killed someone. So either stay out of my way or help free the hostages."[/color] He looked the pair up and down. The man, despite his cool hat, looked like he couldn't even rip his way out of a paper bag. The woman, however, seemed different. Eadgar wasn't sure but she seemed strong. Well, at least stronger than the other guy.