"No it's not safe yet. Anyone who has the order, is still coming. And you can't just lift it, unless someone has proven its shit. Which leaves the person who marked him, or the original mage that it was given to decided it wasn't worth the trouble i'm causing it. We wait, at least till sundown. I hope that keeping the bar closed that long, isn't too much." he paused, pulling out his last bag of gold, and dropped it on the counter, " Trouble. Just watching your ass for you, Grillby. I won't cost you any more money than i already have, That's the last of what i have, till i accept a job that's legitimate."<br/><br/>"We wait, and figure out when the last of them come. I've taken out 5 so far, and i assume there will be more before this night is over. " He sighed, what did he do to always get himself in these situations?