Entry #52: The Shady Peddler of Lies

We arrived at the town we were aiming for, but a shady-looking man pulled us aside before we could enter. He wanted us to help him steal a carraige in exchange for pesos or whatever currency they use in this land. As we planned to live a life of crime as a Mexican outlaw, we accepted. The job was easy enough, but come time to collect payment, he didn't seem to give us anything. Bryan was ready to shoot his horses, or possibly the man himself, but I roared out for him to stop. He wanted to kill this peddler of lies, but I told him we would NEVER make it in Meh-hee-ko by making enemies, amigo! He darkly agreed and our intense debate was at an end. We are now camping outside town, waiting for dawn and our first entrance. I feel ominous waves from this new adventure.