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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jago" data-source="post: 6917751" data-attributes="member: 6855130">~ Halvar scowled immediately, reaching towards the quiver at his hip to grasp and arrow and knock it to his bow. A personally-crafted instrument, as any Bowman of The Guild would warrant: none would be caught dead brandishing a bow that they had not carved. As such, Halvar knew every bit about it: the draw, the tension on the string, the snap with which she released, and that it was more than capable of putting a trio of arrowheads into the bandits in front of him. Upon spying their faces, his sour look only grew all the more bitter." Have you no honor left, Jonar?" he called out, " Has Esgaroth not suffered long enough for you, Kelmund? Has the Dragon-Sickness consumed you all, Finnar?"Halvar stood atop the hill, keeping the arrow at half-draw. Though it pointed down, those men would know that a Guildsman would be able to bring it to bare within a moment's notice. Such bandits were a menace, and Halvar knew that these three had never had a good bone in their body. Extortionists and bone-breakers, they had lost their power of fear-mongering now that Good King Bard had brought back justice and prosperity to Dale. It sickened Halvar to know that they still tried to continue their wicked ways, when so many had lost so much and still found the kindness in their hearts to help their fellow man, not rob and harm him." Drop your blades and flee now, and I'll let you continue on with your miserable lives."With his allies close behind, the Lakeman gave a smile as cold as the deepest depths. " Or my friends here and I can quickly save you from such a dreadful existence."[ooc]Rolling Intimidation: [roll0][/ooc]</blockquote>

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