Woodlocke City

[Angder]

Duernab pushes away a small group of otters, they wanted to see a corpse for some reason, but Duernab would have nothing of it. the group were dragged off by a set of guards, hopefully without incident, for their sake. Not that Duernab cared.

looking up, and back out at the crowd, Duernab noticed something odd. A mouse ((Cecil)). standing there with its arm slightly raised, like a schoolkid. he  smirks, and watches him, considering sending a guard over to remove him, a broken mind like this one would probably be fun to watch as its dragged from the area. Duernab smirks at the thought.

[Farewell]

Drake picked up the saber, otter, crow, and ferret stomping off pushing, and threatening anthros out of his way.
The Serynx jumped of the stage wiping her shoe off from previous executions that were far more worse than being hung. A horrible migraine as she walked off anthro's keeping their distance as if she were some monster.

[Cecilia Peromi]

Cecil met the gaurds gaze. He looked him straight in the eyes and stared fiercely. He knew that he would be asked to move, but he didn't care, he wanted to make a point.

[Wolxikin]

Blu cringed each time the floor dropped out from under the "criminals". He noticed Cecil try to raise his hand but be stooped by some stranger. He went back down to rejoin Cecil, only to find out he was having a staredown with a guard

[Angder]

Duernab grins. He moves menacingly towards Cecil. A couple of other civilians and gaurds pause to watch. Duernab grins, and looks at the mouse,spinning the baton in his hand. "Do you have somthing you want to say. Mouse?" Duernab asked. "Because I think its about time you moved along." Duernab comes to a stop a meter away from Cecil, baton at the ready

[Wolxikin]

Blu say the anthro move towards Cecil, he casually put his hood on and leaned against a building, waiting to see what happened

[Grovygrunge]

Xander recognised Duernab's voice and kept his back to him and Cecil. He was already pushing his luck being so close. He put one hand on his holstered flintlock pistol, the other was ready to whip outwards and grab Cecil. He was not about to let that smug son of a bitch get any sort of satisfaction so easily.

[Cecilia Peromi]

"I just have a question," Cecil said, still keeping his gaze on the gaurd. "Will the bodies be buried?"

[Angder]

Duernab pauses, amused and surprised. "No." he states. "I believe they will be burnt, and the ashes scattered."


The tiger did not know for sure, but it was a safe bet they were not going to a normal graveyard.

[Cecilia Peromi]

"I see, ok then." Then Cecil walked away,  his question answered. At least they wouldn't get thrown in some ditch. That made things better, but not by much. Cecil had made a vow: that this execution, would be the last. He continued on, catching up with Xander and the others.

[The Past]

Geoff had ducked behind a nearby building. He was too focused on the thoughts in his head. The poor kid. The poor people. The jerk-off high-and-mighty authority. Something in him seemed to snap. He was no longer depressed, but angry.
Now with the execution over, he was free to get food, but he wasn't going to lose a single coin. No, he was stealing his dinner tonight. Just to spite them.

[Angder]

Duernab watches Cecil leave, slightly disappointed. He had wanted a fi~

Wolf. White fur. Injured arm. clothes matched to.

Duernab looks over his shoulder a couple of quick hand gestures, and most if the guards in the square had their eyes on Xander, Duernab stays where he is, watching Cecil and Xander as they move away, deciding if to give chase now, or to follow them.

[The Past]

Geoff peeked around to see the guards facing the two... and that tiger. They were planning something, weren't they?

[Wolxikin]

Blu still stood there watching, waiting, till something happened. He looked up and saw the guard with his eyes on the wolf from before. He started off towards Cecil. "You almost got yourself in some trouble, oh, and I think the guards might have noticed your friend" he said, nodding towards the wolf.

[Grovygrunge]

Xander was a few steps behind Cecil, he knew he had **censor** up. He stayed around too long, risked his own safety to make sure one guy didn't do something he shouldn't. He still had one hand on his flintlock and the other was on his stun baton. He couldn't help but smile at the stupidity of his own mistake.