[h2][center][color=orange]Cicero Bladewalker[/color][/center][/h2]
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Cicero followed the large tattooed man who had come to his aid. Despite his apparent malnurishment, he was a hulking figure. His bone structure was built like an ox. He began interrogating the gang leader with force. Cicero stood alongside the man over a large spike trap. Dalious was no where to be seen. He must have leapt the thing? As he looked he spotted blood on the opposite side, but Dalious wasn't there. [color=orange][i]"He must have barely made the ledge."[/i][/color] Cicero thought to himself.

In response to Fyr's questioning the former gang leader replied through groans of pain, [color=39b54a]"I don't have your stuff..the demonfolk have it all! I'm just tasked at keeping you all in line..Please..don't kill me. I'm trapped here like the rest of you."[/color] 

Cicero scoffed, [color=orange]"So that gives you the right to abuse these men? It would almost be a mercy to put you out of your miserable existence. Though, I'll leave it to you."[/color] He nodded to Fyr. [color=orange]"Say, how should we get across?"[/color]