ooc: Tags added and proved by Bango so include passes aswell 

[color=ed1c24][u][b]Sir John Blackburn - Chisholm Trail or Thereabouts [/b][/u][/color]

“Besides, I figured you’d be used to fighting around the world. I still have that Qing coin you mailed me from China.”

[i]
Not the only thing he picked up in china... still can't believe we fought a war over that. [/i]

"Keep that magic shit out of my face, Austrian, and i am happy to earn my pay!" The frog replied seemlying almost spitting out the word "magic" in utter hated.   

"what that matter Leblanc? afraid of an little...(Pause)...Magic" John chuckled as he finished off his morning Tea.. 

[i]only have an limited amount of leaves... shamefully I must spread out my supplies. [/i]

Emptying out the tea pot John was in the middle of packing up the portable tea kit when the coach suddenly stopped. Whilst Franz and the frog quickly drew their guns John patiently continued packing up his tea kit....The lack of screaming or shooting suggested it wasn't immediately bad and John would have time to finish his task. 

[i]Okay lets see going on outside...[/i] 

Despite not drawing his pistol John look up at Franz and nodded that he was ready, when outside the carriage John would draw his sword. Movements later Franz open the carriage door and rushed out with Crapaud.  

Drawing his sword John stepped out carriage himself and looked around.. No bandits, feral critters or undead... everything was seemlying fine and dandy so why had the driver stopped? 

“Let’s go see what’s wrong.”

John turned and noticed the driver and Guard Franz hired where standing in front of something. Walking towards them john could see it was body of an young woman who had violently attacked but what had attacked her? 
 
“steh zurück” Franz muttered but then realising Crapaud didn't speak German continued in English “stand back!”. He kept his gun on what remained of her head as he slowly circled her and began searching her purse, presumably for some sort of identification or some clue. 

"Dont german me, Kaufman, you know that i hate that!" 

John chuckled "Es ist in Ordnung, Franz. Ich kann deutsch sprechen, ignoriere diese Kröte" 

kneeling a safe distance away from the woman corpse. John studied the woman's wounds...[color=f7941d][investigation][/color]  her Midsection had been torn open, left arm appeared to have been torn off and her face was gnawed.. 

From John's experience [color=6ecff6][knowledge][/color] he knew they weren’t made with a knife nor were the bones broken cleanly as with a hammer or some such.  The cuts are clean as though they happened with one cut and the breaks are ragged.  Most likely the work of a large local critter or perhaps one of several monster John knew about? 

[i]What large critters do they have in Kansas?... Those large cats things.. panthers maybe? [/i] 

"They mostly hold onto their belts when they die! Check below her, or cut her belt open, some hide their money in there..." 

"Typical Frog" John said as he stood back up "You really have no shame do you? I understand looting from soldiers in battle or worthy foes but an poor peasant women? what could she possibly have to be worth defiling her corpse over?"

"Anyway I'm afraid we there is not much we do for this woman." John said approached woman's head and drove his 1845 Pattern Infantry Officer's Sword though the woman's skull before looking at his companions "Better safe and sorry." 

sheathing his sword John slowly walked back to the carriage "I'm not 100% sure what killed than woman but I believe it would be in our best interest to be gone when it returns." 

"and yes it porbably will return" 

[i]or some other critter might be attracted to the fresh meat. [/i]

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German line:  It's okay, Franz. I can speak German, ignore this toad