Blackjack moved away from the cart, confidence radiated from her military jacket, and the shadow of the bulging helmet on her shoulder followed under the dim lighting. The crew watched, some moved and shuffled around, others set their box down to the sound of Blackjack's footsteps on the damp, cobblestone street. The light overhead flickered and buzzed.
As Blackjack moved down the street alone, the shuffling of something, grew louder until it became evident that the noise was sourcing from a small alley. Around the corner, no lights seemed to seep into the crevice. There was a sound of flapping as Blackjack peered into the alley.
The smell was overwhelming and putrid.
Something large, around the size of three boxes like the ones that were to be carried, was tucked away in the alley. The faint outline was hovered over something dead, and furry. The sound of ripping flesh sputtered and spat in the air, followed by the sound of chewing and chunks of meat hitting the filthy ground. Blackjack picked out the details of a snout, and the thin skin of wings with large tendons attached to the body. SKILL CHECK [Difficulty Easy][ROLLED: 4 - 2][FAILED]Blackjack, slightly stunned, could not confirm what this creature was. A glance of the eyes turned around to Blackjack. They stared.
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