Information is crucial when in foreign places

With a rather quick **** hold, she went ****. That was the easy part. Now for the hard part, checking the wound and patching it up. Thankfully, it's a clean shot. Just need cleaning, bandage, and wrap it. Cleared an area to dispose of the bodies, making sure to strip them of anything that seems valuable.

There are several rations of food, presumably two weeks worths. Two daggers and sheaths, four revolvers and holsters, around 70-ish rounds for the revolvers and two belts, three swords and sheaths, two sabers and a rapier, five pair of new-ish leather boots, three sets of lightly worn leather gloves, and six small bags of solid Gold, Silver and Copper coins. Oh, and not to mention several pieces of jewelry. Mostly necklaces and earrings.

With some strips of cloth, I tied the women hands and arm behind her, as well as her legs and feet. I took a once over the area we fought in, and the road has gone still. Liquid still sitting on the dirt road. Someone is gonna take a few moments to image what went down here. But I have other things I need to focus on.

I cleared another area before setting up a small camp up. Nifty tools they had, and I have some of my own. The camp was rather quick to set up, clear the branches and rocks out of the way, dig a fire pit, and set up a neat tent. Now all that's left is to wait for my source of information to awaken.

Any moment now. The sun is setting. It's a nice view. Checked her pulses and she's still alive. Started whittling a piece of wood and it's rather calming. And after I managed to carve a humanoid body, she started moving around. Then she started yelling. "Where am I?! Alice?! This better not be one of your pranks again!!!" After her burst of panicked yelling, she starts looking around, before spotting me.

Her eyes shrink, as she went dead still. "Its... you." She whispered, fear threading through her voice and face. "Oh no... ooh no, nononono. This cannot be real. Please let this be a nightmare, pleaseplease please, let this just be a nightmare." She started talking to herself, breathing faster and moving around. She stopped when I started moving and took a moment to look over me.

I tower over her, a knife in one hand and something in my other. She went pale as she shakily moves to look me into the eyes. Her electric blue eyes, into my dark brown ones. Then I spoke. "I have questions that I need you to answer. If I don't find your answers to my satisfaction, then you will see pain and agony that you wouldn't know of. Do you understand me?" I told her, putting a hand on her head to emphasize my words.

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