[center][color=6ecff6][h3]G A B R I E L[/h3][/color][/center] Gabriel absent-mindedly played with the basket hilt of the old rapier at his side watching passerby with vague interest, specifically keeping an eye on the grumbling bugbear leaning aways off against an old moss-covered rock [color=6ecff6][i]'He could be trouble.'[/i][/color] the swordsman thought scratching his goatee with a free hand [color=6ecff6][i]'Then again so can anyone.'[/i][/color] the man's gaze fell upon the others lined up to pay the ticket... [center]* CONTINUED IN COLLAB *[/center]