Post by Mr. Moon on Dec 26, 2019 14:26:58 GMT -5
Eric #19
Looking around the market, Eric quickly gasped the situation there. Despite the recent events, the people there were quite lively guarded by only by six guards, who were patrolling that small square in three pairs. His men on the other hand mixed themselves into the crowd and stayed nearby strategically important stalls like the ones with fresh water and food. Some of them were also inconspicuously following the guards, so they could swiftly take them off. Eric noticed Ferrus guarding their escape route and Francis, his favorite sailor idling just a few meters away from him.
Just to be sure, Eric checked their surrounding and when he made sure that no one could listen to them, he turned to the ones who were following him immediately.
“Alright, looks like everyone are on their positions, so plan is following. We will mix ourselves to the crowd. Than Francis over there will give a signal for our men to kill the guards and start looting. We need as many things as possible, so every sailor will have his hands full of our provisions, which means that the duty to protect them from possible marine or guards attack is on us. Meaning me, Gabriel, Michael, Ferrus and you Anya, understood? Just keep your eyes open and if someone with weapon will approach some of our own, kill him. And when you see us moving, stay close to the main group so you will not get lost on our way to the ship, alright?”
With that, the three men went to mix themselves in the crowd. Eric, their captain walked right next to Francis whispering
“It´s time”
The sailor nodded, doing nothing for few minutes, after which he out of nowhere, pulled a gun from under his coat shooting some random man, who had the bad luck of walking too close to him, dead. Hearing gunshot on the marked, people started to panic, but before the guards could realize what happened, the Slayers who were following them pulled out their own guns killing them just a second after. Without any protection the people started to panic trying to run away from the market as far as possible. According their orders, the Slayers were supposed to leave them be, yet one of his own people addressed Eric, while holding young lady´s hair tightly
“Hey captain can we take few with us?”
The girl tried to fight for her freedom, but young noble lady was no match for a hardened sailor.
“You can keep what you defeat, but provisions are our priority understood?”
The sailor nodded, slapping the fighting spirit out of that girl, before he dragged her away from Eric.