[stonetooth]

IC

Cannabal Mort slept quietly whilst his second in command, Kert, ordered around all of the other outlaws.

"Now you guys listen up! Sence Cannabal is asleep, i'm in charge. Got it? Good. Now, you two will guard the place and the rest of you, do whatever the hell ya want, except mess with the boss while he sleeps! Remember what happened to the last one who did that? Yeah, that's what I thought. Now i'm going to town, gonna get me some beer. hehe." Kert said, as he pulled a hood over himself, and headed off to town, leaving the strictly ordered outlaws alone with the boss.

Whenever he got into the town, he pulled his hood tighter over himself, pushing his two pistols deep into his jacket. He dropped his pack near a tree, and left it there.He noticed the bar, he grinned and went in, eager for some alcohol.

He entered, and sat down at a table, expecting someone to come over and get his drink.


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Cannabal Mort woke up grumpy, and looked around. Seems Kert went out for a drink, he thought to himself. He looked around at who he left in charge. The dumbest outlaws were running around acting like fools, and the smart ones were sitting quietly, guarding the place or playing cards. "Now what the hell is going on here?" he screamed to the idiotic outlaws, who stumbled whenever they noticed he awoke. "Didn't Kert tell you no running around or disturbing me, odd dummit! Your lucky i'm feelin' nice, so I won't eat the lot of ya' for dinner! Now get back to your work, and DON'T ANGER ME!" he roared, as the outlaws scuried away to work.

He walked out of the hide out with two of his outlaws, the best workers, and examined there residence. "Not bad, not bad. Y'all need to fix those holes, don't want no one sneakin' in to disturb meh', do yah?" They nodded and went off to working, getting some stolen tools and some scrap wood and getting to work.

It was gonna' be a good day, he thought to himself.