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A small well lit room. one wall is covered in dry herbs, roots, and plants of great diversity. A second wall covered in bottled herbs and goods. On either side of the door, in the windows are fresh growing plants of every kinds. On the far wall from the door are three desks. One appears to be for someone to lay on. the second has food and drink. The last has tools to measure quantities, as well as many jars and waxes.

A short green haired and eyed, pale young man seems to be roaming around, sleeping, or measuring things at all times.

He cautiously entered the herb shop, the dragon girl was standing behind him. He walked the the assassin who was sitting on the log. He spoke roughly as a way to show he would either agree or disagree with what the assassin wanted. "What did you want?"

He frowned as the fire circled around them, "I expected as much. I can't have you running around killing people so your life ends here," he stands in front of the dragon girl keeping his eyes locked on the assassin. "Make your move."

Muko-- already in a less-than-jolly mood-- stepped out of his shop. He slammed the heavy oak door behind him. The frame barely held from the force. It was loud, loud enough to not be drowned out by the roar of the flames. This would not do. He would not have fire near his shop. What he caught his attention-- from the smell in the night air-- was a female dragon. Muko was trained to be silent, so at first when he spoke he was not heard. His voice, marred from problems in the past, was a coarse whisper. When he spoke again it was barely loud enough to be heard by those within the flame.

Being his age Muko had patience to spare, but he was irritated. Finally he was loud enough. His voice warranted listening to. A commoner, an innocent, those un-tainted by death and battle would simply fear it instinctively. Those that were tainted, those that were educated in his art, those that could look at a man and know they were a murderer, would fear it because they knew what it was.

Muko was a man that had slaughtered many, he was a man without morals, he was a man that had drained new-born's because they were sweeter. "Enough. Take your silly squabble elsewhere." His command was without argument. Any that dare would have backbone-- hell they would have balls of steel. Sadly for them Muko enjoyed removing backbone-- and steel plated balls. He enjoyed a trophy as much as the next slaughter happy monster.

He quickly blocked the assassins attack and pushed him back, as he did this he heard the roar of a man. He did not turn leaving his eyes on the assassin, the girl asked to go so he slowly lowered his weapon. "We will take this elsewhere," he turned to the man who had yelled at them. He looked him in the eyes showing no fear and bowed respectfully, "sorry for the trouble I have caused in your shop." He was now waiting for the assassin at the door of the shop.

The assassin regained his balance. He looked at the odd man. "Hmmph. Squabble." The assassin examined all three of them. The dragon hasn't proven to be a threat, the warrior seemed to be an equal match. The old man though; He was interesting. Pirro knew he was injured. One of his arms was banged up from having been blocked, and sent backwards a bit.
He did his best not to reveal this newly found injury. With his other arm; he threw a knife at the warrior's feet.
With one arm injured, and the other having thrown the knife, he was now unnarmed.
"Combustio c** damnatis!"

A small fire whip formed in his hand. This was a backup. It was only 7 feet long, not enough to reach him from where he was standing.

"Stay out of this, Old man!"

The assassin lashed his whip in the air, letting out small sparks.

Calida stayed quiet as the mean one attacked the old man. She cringed back behind the nice one and tried to be invisiable. " We go? Let them settle this" she asked softly. The nice one was curious to her, she didnt get the hostile feeling like from the other two. The old one confused her, she could not get anything from him. She let out a sigh, her breath could be seen.

Calida blinked at the man and nodded, offering a small smile to the idea of leaving. She did not like the violence. She gave a shiver before glancing at the other two before walking out with the nice one. " place strange" she commented softly, looking around as it was the first time she was in a city.