Alida -drinks a bit and looks at him- If being shot in the leg isn't cruel then I'd hate to see your definition of cruel Emily -pinches Bill walking past him, going to her horse-
Salrion: "I apologize. It wasn't my intention to do so. The situation called for it. The camp is right up here." -I point to a bunch of tents in the distance-
Bill: "I'll prove it! Gimme the whiskey!" -Takes a whiskey flask from his saddle bags and begins gulping it down-
Salrion: "Oh lord help us all..." -I nod at Alida- "You will. I'll be standing guard outside however."
Bill: "What? Hic!" Salrion: "Bill put the blasted whiskey away! You get drunk faster than anyone I know!" Bill: "It ish a free country. I can drink ash much ash I want to! Hic!" Salrion: -I draw my gun, shooting the bottle-
Alida -sighs, stumbling down- This isn't home.. This never will be home.. And thanks to you... I'll never be home again. -snaps at him, turning around, crossing her arms, hiding her tears-
Salrion: -I toss the money on the ground- "Have at it. Just take some and try and be equal. It doesn't need to be exact." -I squat beside Alida, speaking softly- "I truly am sorry..."
Melody Cloud Long dark brown hair, green eyes, pretty, skinny, but has some small muscles. Depends on mood. Lives in a small town, and is a girl from a poor family. Wonders everyday is she should run away or stay. (I really don't know. )