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[color=39b54a][b]Location:[/b] Longwater, just outside the town proper[/color] | [color=39b54a][b]Interation:[/b] None/Open[/color][/center]

	His head was pounding and his body ached.  Visions of a battle the night before danced in his head.  There had been a portly beast, boar-like, whom he had encountered.  He could recall wrestling the creature, its gruesome grunts and moans filling the night air as Jack tried to dominate the wild thing.  And then his already hazy memory went completely dark.

	Presently, he could feel the heat of the sun beating down on his flesh as its rays tried to penetrate his eyelids.  His mind was slowly coming to life, but his body was just slightly behind.  His eyes fluttered open to a harsh squint and the sight of a bright blue sky above, decorated with long, stretched out clouds.  Jack smacked his lips a couple of times, attempting to wet his parched mouth as he pulled himself up into a slumped sitting position.  He was in a field, he deduced, in a small patch of sand surrounded by untamed weeds.

	He looked down upon his legs only to notice that they were bare.  Off in the distance, he could see a small pile of his discarded clothing with his boots haphazardly tossed a little further down next to a boulder.  The only thing covering Jack were his undershorts.  He rubbed his face with his hand and forced his eyes to shut tightly as he tried to remember how he landed in this situation.  Here he was outside in the dirt, practically naked, sore as hell, with a broken memory of some outlandish tussle with a boar of some sort.

	"[color=39b54a]What the hell happened,[/color]" he asked out loud, his voice groggy.  In response, he could hear a familiar nasal huff just behind him.  Jack quickly turned to greet the source.  "[color=39b54a]Ay!  Pepper![/color]" he exclaimed warmly to his Appaloosa.  [color=39b54a][i]That's good, at least[/i][/color], he thought to himself, thankful for the fact that he wasn't stranded out there.  Even so, he was still left with the mystery of the fat swine who had attacked him the night before.

	He recalled going in to town for a bit.  He even remembered sitting in on a few poker games for a spell.  Drinks were pouring, chips were being raked in, women were cheering him on, drunken fights were erupting outside.  Then he left the saloon...  Jack tried to concentrate on why.  He left the saloon and started heading toward Pepper that night... But before he could even get there... [i]THAT'S WHEN IT HAPPENED![/i]  It was as if lightening had struck his brain.  [i]That's[/i] when the beast attacked him!  He remembered hitting the ground, rolling around, the animalistic noises it was making...

	"RURRGH!" Jack's eyes suddenly went wide.  That was the same, exact noise from the night before!  The beast was back!  Slowly, he cranked his head to take a look in the grunt's direction.  His anticipatory look of horror, however, soon transformed into bewilderment before finally settling into disappointment.  His brows had lowered so far that they could have formed a straight line upon his forehead.  "Jack," it called out before rolling over.  "You still here?"

	"[color=39b54a]Yes,[/color]" he said solemnly.  "[color=39b54a]Yes I am, A- An- Angela, was it?[/color]" he asked the portly prostitute that had followed him out of the saloon and pounced upon him in a fit of drunken lust.  He should have known.

	"Angela?  My name's Mary!" she cried out as he slowly pulled herself up off the ground.

	[color=39b54a]"Of course it is, Mary, forgive me.  When I saw you, all I could think about were angels,[/color]" he lied in a lame attempt to flatter.  "[color=39b54a]My apologies.[/color]"  The hefty woman rolled her eyes and made her way over to her discarded, overly worn dress.  Meanwhile, Jack started putting himself together, throwing on his clothes and footwear, slinging his travel satchel over his shoulder, and topping it all off with his black hat.

	"How did we get all the way out here?" she asked.  The town center could be seen in the distance, but their romp ended quite a ways further from where it started.

	"[color=39b54a]Your guess is as good as mine, doll,[/color]" he said as he started readying Pepper.  Soon after he heaved himself upon the Appaloosa and was just a moment away from giving the command to giddy up before he was interrupted.

	"Hey! You're not leaving me out here, are you?" Mary cried out.

	"[color=39b54a]I hate to do it, love, but you see I've just got the one horse.[/color]"

	"A horse can carry two people!" she retorted angrily.

	"[color=39b54a]Sweetheart,[/color]" he said, looking her up and down.  "[color=39b54a]I think we both know we would not be burdening Pepper with the weight of just two people.  But look at it this way: The town isn't far, the sun is shining bright, and a jaunty little walk might do you good![/color]"

	"You rat bastard!" She shouted.  That was his cue.  With a light kick, he commanded Pepper forth

	"[color=39b54a]I love you, too, dear!  Maybe I'll see you later?[/color]" he called back as Pepper hit her full stride.  He could hear some sort of enraged response, no doubt populated by cruel and derogatory slanders, but the words couldn't make it past the rhythmic sounds of the horse's hooves as he rode on. [color=39b54a][i]Well[/i][/color], he thought to himself optimistically, [color=39b54a][i]at least I've already got the weirdest part of my day out of the way[/i][/color].