Bruiser is standing alongside many other criminals from the Rough House Bar. The host of this meeting is still unknown to everyone, but the promise of a good payday is too good of an opportunity for these people to pass up.
Bruiser: Besides the big guy, I haven't seen anyone else, but I know they're there. This place is crawling with people, but I still don't think this is an ambush, the knights would have been more co-ordinated. (Smirks) I've got a good feeling about this. (Bruiser thought to himself, hardly holding onto his excitement)
"Mr. Bruiser, is that you?! Oh my gosh, it is you." (A young man yells as he rushes over to Bruiser, catching him by surprise)
But that was a mistake, because before the young man can even reach the warrior, he's already pulling out a knife, pressing the cold steel against the lad's neck. Bruiser's expression in that moment is cold and serious, but upon studying the face of the young man, he quickly figures out who he is.
