<span style="font-style: italic">BANG! BANG!</span><br/><br/>The sound of gunfire broke Vidaar away from his daydreaming, causing him to rise and find the source.  He jogged to the side of the street to look, and he found something akin to a living mummy holding pistols.<br/><br/>Silas's ears lowered flat to his head and his hackles rose, a deep growl emitting from his throat.<br/><br/>"Easy there, Silas," whispered Vidaar.  "Heel."<br/><br/>Silas backed behind him, still poised to attack, but no longer growling.  Ducking back into an alleyway, Vidaar drew his bow and prepped an arrow to create a tripwire trap.  He then noticed the mummy-thing was being chased by city guards.  It looked frightened, but not in the way one would be scared of the guards had you actually done something wrong.  This creature had to be innocent.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">That</span> makes sense...</span><br/><br/>All of a sudden, barrels came careening from the side of the street, tripping up the guards a bit, and Vidaar used the distraction to set his trap.  He waited for the mummy-thing to pass by, and in less than a couple of seconds afterward, he had selected his target (a barrel in the alley across the street), drew, aimed, and fired his shot.  The arrow hit its mark, and he began to draw the line for the trap taught.<span style="font-style: italic">This ought to teach the guards a lesson about chasing people that have done nothing wrong.</span><br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Walking along the street as he normally would, Mhenlo enjoyed the beautiful sun and sky above the city...or what he could.  For some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.  The people seemed more on edge than usual, fewer fights were occurring, and the guards were really jumpy.<span style="font-style: italic">This can't be good</span>, he thought.<br/><br/>Suddenly, he heard two gunshots, and he honed in on what caused the sound: a mummy-like creature wielding two pistols running from guards.<span style="font-style: italic">Either the creature caused trouble, or the guards are harassing yet another person</span>, he thought to himself.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm inclined to believe the latter.</span><br/><br/>He picked up his pace but did not run, hands clasped behind his back.  The series of events that followed did not surprise him, especially with the citizens not being very fond of the guard and their ruler.<br/><br/>A group of barrels went flying into the street behind the mummy-thing, slowing the guards a bit.  A ranger and his wolf fell back into an alley and created a tripwire trap to slow the guards even further.  The mummy-thing kept running, and as soon as it came within earshot of Mhenlo, he asked, "do you need any assistance?"  He brought his hands from behind his back and fell into a loose defensive stance, ready to hinder the guards even more, but prepared to go on the offensive to stop them completely.