Boomer, too frantic to pay attention to Leather's well intentioned, but perhaps ill-timed words of diplomacy runs into a side alley after spotting a cluster of...Owl bears!? Then, from the rooftops, the dwarf spots a Gnoll dashing from rooftop to rooftop, always in line of sight of himself, a worrisome prospect indeed!
"I durn't know who ye be workin' fer, but iffn yer not wit' Gurkin th'n be off. I aint gots a thing fer ya t'takes ferm me!" He yells at his unknown pursuers.
Little did he know that he was falling right into the groups trap until Haaku popped out of a side ally, blocking his forward path. Skidding to a halt, planting his hands on his knees and hunched over, wheezing in an out of breath pant, he stares daggers at those who are quickly surrounding him.
"All righ'a'ready! All righ'! Be tellin' m'whatcher wantin' ferm Boomer! I aint got Gurkin's coin, so iffn' yer here t'bust me head...th'n just be bustin' me head a'ready!"