(Sughart the Hell Razor) Hell Razor, the sorcerer, was standing outside of tavern in his black rob with hood. He was holding his pipe in his left hand and taking breathes while watching outside. His right hand was on his dagger's hilt. Nothing much to do in this rainy weather, but smoking was a great thing to waste time.<br/><br/>The roof of tavern was protecting people from rain. Many were talking each other infront of tavern. Then, the door of tavern opened and a man showed up. Nothing interesting. Hell Razor needed money, but there was no job. He heard some rich people was coming to tavern and hiring people for some dirty jobs. He could do it, but he was young and nobody seemed interested in him.<br/><br/>May be he could find a rich woman to marry, then kill her and take all money. It would be great. But he wasn't that lucky. Then, he did something. He stole a precious gem from "Pyromancers Guild". Damn Pyromancers. He was stealth enough, but he didn't have any chance to sell the gem because they'd find him after that. He had to keep it for himself until people stop looking for thief.<br/><br/>Again, the door of Tavern opened. A man stepped out, looked in brown eyes of Sughart. Then he walked away.<span style="font-style: italic">"Bastard."</span>Sughart's inner voice was angry, but he had no chance today. He had to leave this place, but he didn't want to waste his good tobacco. So he decided to stay here until he finishes smoking pipe.