((Basically, what Animus pointed out, is the trouble. But.... comes the great Halt, and the troubles poof! Make them the NPCs!
Basically, NPCs can be controlled by any volunteer.))
To Thartler's sheer surprise, he somehow lets a botched dodge which grounds him a bit, but a dodge nonetheless. He then lets her get misfortunate. Not helped by the fact that the Dratini would then.... completely botch the dodge Thartler did gain by dodging, leaping into sure fainting by the Iron Chop... wait, no, it was already fainted by the time it happened. Poor, poor Dratini. But alas, Thartler had a smoke-bomb with him... and he used that. The fog surrounded them.
- Th: "Hasta la viva, next time. Oh, and wish you the bad accident." - An evil laugh was heard, but after clearing, Dratini and Thartler were nowhere to be seen. Some money seem to get dropped too, in a hurry. Anyway, just a bit more than he stole. But nothing useful past it.
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Thartler, after retreating far enough let a curse. - Th: "Grr, that weirdos with the sword and a chop. Now I have to go back, haul my sorry weight while reporting... thankfully I've not lost more, because they'd blame me for not earning anything, or even losing what they gave me." - He then sighed, with expression being still angry about that defeat. At least he knew that he went somehow away from it.
(I'd request second goon to have Thartler team up with him the second fight he has.)
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The mugged, while slightly crying, looked at the party. - ?: "W...who a...are y...you?" - In shaky voice, a fear and awe could be seen.