After hearing reports of the fortune teller through various sources, Traven left and traveled to where he had discovered the location that the fortune teller lives at. Thinking that the best place to pick up information without seeming suspicious would be the bar, Traven went there first.
Making sure that his coat covered his pistols, after leaving his arm-blades in the car to avoid drawing to much attention, he went into the bar.
Seeing as the bar tender was only serving one man, Traven goes to the bar and sits on a stool, looking around at his surroundings and spotting a few strange men in the bar as well.
"Excuse me sir?" said Traven to the bartender.
Making sure that his coat covered his pistols, after leaving his arm-blades in the car to avoid drawing to much attention, he went into the bar.
Seeing as the bar tender was only serving one man, Traven goes to the bar and sits on a stool, looking around at his surroundings and spotting a few strange men in the bar as well.
"Excuse me sir?" said Traven to the bartender.