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[SaberToothTiger]

Drop all my swords, being very sad of the 3 missing swords.
Try to smuggle a knife or other small weapon in using my smuggling skill. Only take it if I can find an actually good hiding spot.

What knife?

[NAV]

Well, I assume someone would have dropped a knife in the pile. You mean there are like six stalkers here, and no one brought a knife?

[SaberToothTiger]

Nope. The closest thing to a knife you got is a sword. And that is quite hard to smuggle.

[NAV]

Then I guess don't smuggle anything.

[Nidilap]

пажалуста едой в саме блеске домик, вот туда.

Please go to the nearest house, right there.

Point to the nearby mess hall.

(Forgive me for my piss poor russian grammar. Although I speak and understand russian, my parents never taught me proper Cyrillic, but I'm learning)

[SaberToothTiger]

Could you please translate that?

[Salsacookies]

Spoiler: Dr.Filth (click to show/hide)

Name: Dr. Filth (Real Name: Unknown)
Age: Unknown.
Background: An enigmatic Stalker, very little is known of him, other than he's a mercenary and assassin for hire, the poisons he makes are brutal, and he tends to reside in the cesspools and filth-ridden corners of the world. Why he is where he is only known to the employer and him, and he doesn't talk much.
Specialization: Poison and Bomb Maker.
Skills: Disease resistant and decent marksmen.
Equipment: Wields an old shotgun, with a linen bandage wrapped on the barrel, it looks like it's seen better days, but still shoots good, like the owner. Wears an old hoodie, and some round spectacles, with cargo jeans and Tony Hawk tennis shoes. Shirt is a sleeveless, ripped up Christmas Tee-Shirt, saying "Do You See What I See?" Wears a medieval plague doctor's mask.

[SaberToothTiger]

Fniff:
The man on the barricade jumps down near you, and you are astonished to realize that this man is indeed your old time friend, Herbert Hemmingway. You lost sight of him quite some time ago an pretty much forgot about him. He wraps one of his long arms around your neck and says:
"Hey man! Long time no see! Didn't expect YOU from all of the people to come down here!"
He turns around to the other stalkers, and whispers to you:
"The men that are with you today. Can you trust them?"

Nidillap and the rest of the original group:
The newcomers comply and are promptly searched by the stalkers. All of you see the man called "Herb" talk to Nigel and you notice that they act like old, reunited friends. The stalkers find nothing on you, so you are put up against a wall and questioned, asked how did you get here, name, and other questions you are happy to answer. It seems they are waiting for somebody to tell them what to do with you.

Nidillap:
You wait for Growl to leave the house, but he isn't showing. You are extremely anxious about that, and you run off to the building he us supposed to be in.
He is not here. None of his equipment is, either. There is some breakfast on the small, retractable table along some tea in a metal cup. It is still hot, judging by the steam that is around it.

((Salsacookies, "hard to kill" may be a bit too vague, and might be a bit too exploitive. Specialisation is supposed to be a skill thingimabob, but if you can give me some reasoning for "hard to kill" and some explaining what do you mean by that, then I'll put you on the waitlist.
And military training as a skill is a no go. If anything THAT is a specialization.))

[Salsacookies]

Edited and fixed.

[NAV]

Look for a bar.

[Nidilap]

Learn more about these individuals. Make sure they aren't thieves.

[Pancaek]

excitedly ramble on to these fine gentlemen about all the cool places I've been to on my travels

[DontBanTheMan]

Look around.

[Nidilap]

А ну, чики-брики и в дамки!

That is the bump I'm using

[SaberToothTiger]

Tomorrow. Sounds okay?