The next day, the giant returned to the town as scheduled, this time bringing another person.
He was a regular human, wearing blue, padded jeans, along with a blue shirt that was covered by a black jacket with a snake depicted on the back. His hair was combed neatly underneath a sleek fedora that he wore on his head. Covering his eyes were darkly colored sunglasses. He had a cigarette in his mouth, puffing small clouds into the air, and was walking right besides the mutant at a leisurely pace.
"Damn, is this the place? Wow, whatta dump."
"Be respectful, Butch, these people are living as well as they can manage under their current conditions."
"Yeah, whatever. Let's just get this over with so I can get back to my whisky, okay?"
The town leader and the man who first dared to drink the water came up to the duo, the leader with a serious, skeptical look on his face and the weakened man with an overjoyed smile on his face.
"You've come back! To be honest I had my doubts. And who is this that you have brought?"
Butch took the spent cigarette out of his mouth, threw it to the ground and stomped it out. "I'm Butch, and I'm the one that's going to be solving your little 'problem'."
"Problem?" The town leader said curiously. "And how do you know of our little problem?"
"I heard quite a heated debate over in that building over there when I entered the town." Fawkes said as he pointed to the largest hut in the town. "I overheard something about raiders taking somebody's wife and other man's daughter. A truly despicable crime." Fawkes turned his head to the leader, looking down at him. "To be honest, that was my main purpose here, to find problems like this in the area, but it seems all I had to do to find out was enter the gate."
"So you and this guy are going to take out the raiders on your own?"
"No, my friend, I turned away from violence a long time ago, Butch will be handling this himself."
"Yep, I'm the one takin' care of this mess. Now, where can I find these raiders?"
The leader inspected Butch, and was obviously having doubts about his ability to take on these raiders. "They usually charge in the dead of night, but somebody said that he saw them coming from over that hill." He pointed at a hill in the distance to the south. "Are you sure you're up to the task? They're a very large group, and I assume they're a clan of some sort. They all have a triangular tattoo on their forehead, so I just assumed that they were some sort of group like that."
"Eh, nothin' I can't handle. See ya suckers later, I've got me some killing to do." Butch turned around then ran out through the gates. As he ran he raised up his fist and made a mighty war-cry. "TUNNEL SNAAAAKES!!!"
Fawkes just bowed and shook his head. "I can't believe he's still going on about that…"