Well, you know that mercenary crew running around the valley? I ran with them for a few months. The commander was a hardass prick, and his second-in-command is a raging lunatic, so I quit.

Town's pretty small, you know? The people here that know how to handle a gun are all occupied with town guard shit. Plus, most of them have been here since before this place was anything more than a gang hangout. Too much hometown pride to walk away now.

I don't know where they took him, but I know they got shoot-on-sight orders for anyone who comes hunting him. Guess that means you.