Sara
*Donald walks down the road in Yetudeuyaw, the only place he hasn't been banned from inns. He had probably made a lot of those innkeepers angery, but surely they wouldn't chase him out here? Just in case he does not take off his armor, which would give him the ability to stealthily evade any threat.* "Perhaps I shouldn't gamble anymore..." *Donald thinks for a moment and then shrugs* "Ah who cares."

*Despite his outwardly chillant attitude he is certain to keep watch, just to make sure no one is nearby.*
Brittany
*It was quite dark outside, so dark that Donald couldn't necessarily see much past the road laid out before him. His armor, fitting for his occupation as a sneaky doppleganger, wouldn't make any noise as he walked down the path. There would seemingly be no one in this region, noted by the odd emptiness of the roads, though that was probably to be expected seeing that it was early morning. Like, really early morning, almost 3 am.*

*However, Donald would be able to hear the crystal clear audio of footsteps following him. They were as loud as if they were right next to him, but they would be a good distance off - about 70 or so feet. Whoever it was, they didn't seem friendly.*
Sara
*'Shoot shoot shoot shoot this is bad aw crap aw crap' were the words that were bouncing within his mind when he had noticed the footsteps, however despite this he remains walking his steady pace with little difference. When he would find the corner he'd turn around and have his armor camoflauge as the wall and cast lurk, keep walking as he normally would. Hopefully that would be enough to shake off them, at the very least it'd be difficult to tell where he actually is, giving him an advantage in combat.*

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Casted Lurk! 90/100 mana
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Brittany
*The figure would smirk slightly, like how a lion could play with it's prey before going in for the kill. He watched, pausing momentarily, as Donald turned a Corner in the road that was conveniently blocked by a large rock. Most likely? His target would be lying in wait behind that rock, but it was more or less odd, seeing that the debt collector couldn't see any trace of Donald anymore. His smirk turned into a scowl, and he would pick up his pace, drawing a sword from his sheath, running quickly down the road, reaching the corner in which Donald disappeared in. He would keep a good distance away from the large rock that Donald camouflaged himself in, and would call out to the rock.*

"HEY DONALD! LOST TOO MANY GAMBLES, DIDN'T YOU?! THE BOSS WANTS MONEY BACK, YOU DAMN LEECH!!"
Sara
*'Really, this incompetant fool? Doesn't he realize I can just grab my crossbow and shoot you with ease? Heck I can throw a knife that far' Donald reaches into his coat to grab his trusty crossbow and immedietly attempts to shoot the guys leg hoping to prevent his movement. Despite this his skills isn't in crossbowry and it is possible that he could miss, but if that were the case he'd book it making sure his armor is matching the surroundings to the best of it's ability. No one is going to catch him for his debt, **Never!** But in all seriousnous Donald is surprised that they'd actually bother sending someone, they always had saw him demonstrate his skills at being elusive but apparently they do not learn.*
Brittany
*The figure couldn't really see much to the rock, so he would only stand there, taking his sword and digging the point into the ground. He stood there, putting his palms over each other on the pommel, and then waited for Donald to come out if he ever chose to. However, he would immediately see a crossbow bolt aimed towards his leg suddenly shoot out from the rock; confirmation that his target was there, all right. However, it wasn't really anything to worry about. The figure had metal armor covering his shins, and even more covering some of his gauntlets and chestplate, so the arrow would hit the piece of armor, bouncing off harmlessly onto the ground. Scowling once more, he took up his sword, running straight to the rock in a sort of zig zag pattern, hopefully as a means to prevent Donald from accurately shooting at him once more.*
Sara
*Despite this Donald had moved away from the rock and was going the way he came, running heavily. If the figure had exceptional hearing it is possible that he could hear Donald's footsteps, however seeing him would be a different story. Whilst running he throws a flaming knife towards the pursuer directed at his head which had revealed the direction he was going but not where exactly he is. Donald had thrown this knife extremely straight, with no spin to see whatsoever. Donald is now worried about the man if he had not killed him, he hadn't expected them to send such an armored mercenary or debt collector.*
Brittany
*The figure really couldn't see, or hear, Donald as he moved away from the rock. Once he had reached said rock, no traces of Donald's whereabouts would be revealed to the man. Was it possible that he was chasing someone else entirely? Or was it possible that he just suddenly... Disappeared into thin air? Neither was likely, seeing that only a person in debt would shoot at their debtor rather than try to explain the circumstances. However, his eyes would widen as a flaming knife suddenly impacted with the rock, and he turned towards the direction the knife came from. Spotting Donald's figure for just a brief moment, the debtor would start chasing Donald directly, and cast fireball in his general direction.*
Sara
*Donald immedietly stops his movement and runs to leans onto the wall camofloging himself into it, this is also likely to evade the fireball since it was hard to pinpoint his position even with the knife being thrown earlier. He hopes that the debt collector would not notice this, then at the perfect moment... He'll stab him on the neck with a regular knife with no fire. Despite this Donald is worried that he could notice this before the chance to strike comes, just in case he holds his hand on 2 daggers so that he has more versatillity in combat.*