Kimberly
*The blonde would snicker at your threat.*

"Do you really think you can handle all of us? A war usually involves conflict between a multitude of people. You are but 1 man, but we are many. This isn't war, this is a hunt. But all we need is information, you aren't the target after all, it's just the information you have. Why keep tight lips for someone who threw you under the wagon? I doubt whatever they paid you is worth having all of us come after you. Don't be stupid. Make the smart decision that makes things easier for all of us. We want our slaves back, you want to go back to your nap. We can both get what we want. All you need to do is tell is everything you know about them slaves you stole"
John
"I can take you all. If you hunt the devil you will get the flames. And I got no intention to sell out a plague doctor. You fucks are clown. Clown don't scare me."
Dracul finished as I slit the throat of the macen quickly. Afterwards he would search his body for loots and parhapes clues.
Kimberly
*The macen would clutch his throat as you slit your blade across it. He would look surprised, but smirks slightly before falling to the ground, weakling muttering*

"Your... Loss..." *Before dying shortly after. Looking over his body, he would have a crossbow, a quiver with 20 crossbow bolts, 4 daggers, leather armor, a semi-torn camouflages cloak, and a leather pouch with 5 gold and a circular silver emblem with the symbol of an eagle carrying a manacles with its talons. Other than though, there didn't seem to be any other clues as to who the man was or who hired him*