<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/77/Joss_Deadeye.jpg)</div><strong>Joss Deadeye</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Yzc5Rj0uj0qH5EMnfaRNStF7S_DKoQcSwjK_2eb3f5A/edit)<br/><br/>First look at the tattered clothes Joss thought she was looking at a homless man looking for an out of the way spot to take a load off, but even as he was turning around she reassesed that.  Too thick in the shoulders, maybe around hte middle too.<br/><br/>Then he opened his mouth.  Arogant SOB, and that kind of vocabulary in that tone of voice?  Someone fancied himself an Very Important<del>Person</del>Magician.<br/><br/>"Listen up, Pal," she said, "You're on a murder scene, hiding your face, in a robe big enough to hide an assault rifle and a baker's dozen broadswords.  This is my buisness because I've been hired to protect this market and it's shoppers.  How about you tell me what you're doing here in a more civil tone before I haul you to the parking lot by your balls?"