[center][b]Royce - Ace's Diner[/b][/center]

Royce came to a stop before the five long dead corpses on the road leading into Salem. He wasn’t sure whether to take this as a bad omen, or to praise the town's security. It had obviously been several hours since the dearly departed found their grave, blow files already festering on their skin and the risen early morning sun practically boiling them on the pavement. After ensuring the dead had already been looted, he figured out that one of the people involved in the kerfuffle had managed to survive. Barely, judging by the brief splotches of blood that trickled their way in the direction of the town. Whether it was the victim or the perpetrator, that seemingly didn’t matter anymore. Especially not to him.

Trudging into town, the first thing to catch his attention was the big sign on top of what looked to be a diner. It took him some time, but he eventually made out the words on the sign to be “Pleasure Den”. Maybe the five corpses outside of town had something to do with this building, who knew, a lot of people do a lot of stupid stuff for pleasure. Knowing exactly what kind of establishment a Pleasure Den could be,  he made his way inside to converse with local company. After all, what Royce needed was a place to stay. He was new in town; in fact, he was new in the commonwealth altogether.

It wasn’t quite… like any past ‘Pleasure Dens’ he’d been in or heard of. Firstly there was a woman practically dying in one of the corner booths - luckily being seen to by a vault-dweller who he assumed had medical knowledge - and secondly there seemed to be a lack of dance poles. Now Royce was by no means an expert but had thought that all brothels follow the basic architectural themes. Overhearing the Doctor's request regarding help with moving the woman Royce didn’t waste a moment and stepped his way towards the duo, voicing out a gruff “I’ll help.”