[A Bad Side of Town]

The woman looks up in bewilderment as she hears the voice. "You know, you could've just jumped three of them while they were distracted, but I'll take it," she says, trying not to look a gift devil-man in the mouth. Even if her current plan mostly just uses him as a diversion to bolt while he's getting shot.

"This is none of your business! This one's friend shot one of ours, so we're gonna take out one of his," comes the defense of the orc down there, and if one is observant they might hear an odd distortion in his voice, some sort of unnatural echo.

"He was eating a corpse with several bullet holes in it raw!"

Apparently they stumbled across some lunatic raiders that got warped in. Even with certain law and order-oriented groups around, it's impossible to prevent them from showing up at all, even if they don't last as long as they might otherwise, particularly if they stroll into any more secure locales.

"I'm not talking to you. Now. Are you going to move on, or are we gonna have to point these at you?"