[center][h3][color=6ecff6]Kain Baskerville[/color][/h3][/center]

He was starting to wonder if putting everything 90% off was indeed a good idea, he was certainly getting enough money to cover it, however the problem was simple: Too much work for only one person, the tavern was crowded, the drunk men screaming and dancing were making it hard to listen to the customers. Kain was almost feeling overwhelmed by all of that noise which surrounded him. 

The spider focused on his job as much as he could, but suddenlly he felt something. At the moment, he was turned towards the wall, grabbing a bottle of rum for customers who had asked for it, but he could feel it, a powerful presence sitting right behind him, the mental image of a shimmering peacock, showing her feathers without even trying. An aura of overwhelming confidence surrounded him and at that moment, he knew. The gathering had begun, the Peacock of Pride had arrived. The male handed the rum to a man in the counter and turned towards the female, with a polite smile. "Depends on how much you are willing to pay. We have all sorts of drinks around here, the best one we have is this brand, coming directly from Britannia." He held up the bottle, placing it onto the table. "It aged for about 200 years, so I can assure you of its quality." 

If Savitri were to pay enough attention, Kain too had a certain aura around him, a tranquil and calm one, which could even be called cozy, despite of his nearly emotionless face, and the mental image of many spider webs around the bar, and a crawling spider right before her would be enough of proof of his identity as the Spider of Patience. However before any of them could discuss anything further, a noise of breaking glass would be heard coming from the window and a rock would hit one of Kain's customers. At that exact moment, Kain simply sighed and warned everyone inside. "Please, don't panic. I'll handle this." He knew why he said that, since there were some drunk people about to pick a fight outside with whoever did that, but they all knew Kain and who he was. They knew he was capable of stopping them. 

"I am sorry, miss. But I must take care of something, if you would excuse me." And so he walked outside, seeing a group of bandits throwing stones at the commercial buildings of town, many people were frightened to confront them, but Kain simply walked towards them, watching them, their equipment and behaviour. They were all armed, behaved confidently, yet not all of them seemed to be in shape. Despite being bandits, some seemed way too sloppy, he could even noticed that at the way they aimed those rocks. 

"If you would excuse me. You all are disturbing the peace of this comercial district so, I politely ask you to stop. Otherise, countermeasures will be taken." He could easily just whoop them all to the ground, however, that was a test, a final one to see if they were strong or not. If Kain had learned something in his life, people who were truly strong did not brag. Well, maybe Pride was an exception.

[h3][color=ed1c24]Meanwhile...[/color][/h3]

As Jerad would approach the alleyway, he would meet quite the sinister view. A man, about 40 years old, with a full black beard and no hair onto his head, he seemed to be tall and muscular, and wore some really fancy clothes with an emblem in it, probably a noble of a Kingdom. Before him, the corpse of a girl around her teens and before him, another one, all tied up and bloody. If one were to pay attention at the man's face, he was grinning, enjoying the whole situation that was going on around there. 

That man was Credence Raven, a man of moderate influence around the city who suffered from small power syndrome, thinking he could do whatever he wanted to whoever he wanted and there would be no consequences. Those two girls weren't anyone particularly important, just girls he found walking around the street and as much of a perverted old man he was, he tried to get them to himself. As they refused, the following scene had unfolded. Without even noticing the arrival of Jerad, the man continued his speech. 

"So, you little bitch. Are you still gonna say 'no' to me? Your little friend is dead, and guess what? No one will ever know, I'll find a way to cover that up. So tell me now: Will you come with me, or would you rather join her fate?"


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