A Rude Awakening

[Khayman the Wanderer]

After hearing Benji's description, he heaved out a heavy deep breath and muttered Fine, then turning away, he moved in the direction that Cutter had indicated, stopping for a only a second when he'd slipped his hand into his pocket and retrieved a coat gun, what the? then shaking his head, he shoved his hand back into his pocket and slipped the Rapier from it's sheath, a sense of utter comfort and familiarity coming over him, he almost smiled. Then delving into the shadows as much as possible he prepared himself for the kill. 

Stealth: 1d20+12 25