[b]'Cutthroat' Roarn Evans[/b]

The consequences of failure was something he wouldn’t dare to even think of. The scar where his forefinger used to be ached more terribly as it has always been. Roarn Evans had nothing to gain, and nothing to lose from the very mission he was tasked to do. The Lord of the Evening isn’t as forgiving as his former Chancellor.
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[color=fff79a][b]Street Alley[/b][/color]
[@BladeSS4]
The bartender walked down the street of Argin. Street lamps cast bright shadows of rats and vermins of the night.

[color=c4df9b]“I’ll want a good explanation on Mr Evans. Wasn’t he supposed to be on our side?”[/color] The Bartender turned to an alley, the other voice there was one that Bakuto had heard before.

[color=f26522]“I sent him after Rel’chunk, but…”[/color]

[color=c4df9b]“You actually believe a mere Logia alone can take down the likes of the Seven Warlord?!” [/color]That man raised his voice along the quiet alley. It was the Marine Lieutenant that the crew fought back in East Blue, [url=https://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCjsPKtJo-Y/S8PfF3ZxbUI/AAAAAAAAADM/xDqT6tFL7iw/s1600/4.jpg]Shakar[/url]. His rough grey eyebrows creased into a frustrated frown, there is just so much expression that his stone-faced composure could hide, but not towards the word of Arafael’s death. Right in front of Shakar was the Chancellor of Argin Kingdom and the Marine Captain, Bird Tamer [url=https://safebooru.org//images/2429/bb9572e7b505f7136a7a61fb1209fb4d88dbedbe.png?2530473]Falir[/url]. All of them are donned in brown robes to blend in and avoid any unwanted attention. 

Three alley rats stopped in front of the golden haired Marine Captain, as her green eyes gleamed at the direction of Bakuto’s hiding spot. [color=fff79a]“Someone’s tailing us, it's the Living Dragon Bakuto, one of those pirates that was with Arafael.”[/color]

What that Late Arafael told the crew about Falir’s fruit wasn’t any lie. The Whisper Whisper Fruit that allows her to listen to the language of animals of all kinds. 

[color=c4df9b]“Very interesting,”[/color] Shakar turned towards Bakuto in his refined composed steps, his grey eyes glinted back to his marine captain as he asked,[color=c4df9b]“I’ve a gist of what is going on, it seems that Arafael trusted those daring pirates for a very good reason. Instead of moping over his loss, perhaps we shouldn’t let his death be in vain, don’t you think?”[/color]

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[color=f7941d][b]Old Dread’s Inn[/b][/color]
(@bladess4 shinji) [@Jerkchicken][@malmshodes]

[color=ed1c24]“Nothing much that I know of, Shinji-”  [/color]

The flare of the fireplace smothered to a crisp. A man squeezed himself out of the fireplace via the chimney. It wasn’t the first time Alesia the Captain witness such a strange sight, [color=ed1c24]“Be careful, he is a Logia user!”[/color]

[color=6ecff6]“Where is Prince Bayonnes?!”[/color] The ‘Cutthroat’ Roarn Evans emerged in his less misty form. 

[color=ed1c24]“I’ll explain at a better time, both of you,”[/color] Alesia glanced at the young girl who just arrived at the bar,before her eyes shifted back at the ‘Cutthroat’ sternly. Alesia didn’t see Roarn’s scar clearly back at the dimly lit church, but those scars on his forearms looked more like bite wounds than a battle injury.

[color=ed1c24]“Flint!”[/color] Alesia’s cutlass flung out of the Scabbard in a whirling arc, her other hand with her grasp on her pistol. There are definitely ways to fend off a person who consumed a Devil Fruit of the strongest type, however challenging as it it.