(OOC: Everyone, I do apologize for the slow rate of posting. I have been VERY busy with a new job as of late, and it eats my evenings as well. However, remember that there is still a time bonus to XP while adventuring. You'll get rewards for being patient.)
Oskar places his hands on the half-orc's shoulders and helps him sit up and lean back against a post. "We have not been properly introduced. I am Oskar Ungart, holy warrior of Azwan. These are my partners. What is your name?"
The half-orc lulls his head around and yawns. "My name? I'll tell you where to stick my name! Untie me!" He does not appear to get the poor construction of his sentence.
Vindala attempts to convince the man to be more cooperative by holding her claw close to him and saying in the sweetest voice she can produce "such a waste it will be if your fate will be similar to your friend's"
"All's you had to do was give us the map an' none o' this woulda happened!"
"aww vindala, dont kill this one too. i wanted to see if he has a heart while he still lived. its more fun to watch a heart beat. not just see it just lie there in his chest."
"Why you guys talkin' about hearts? I'll rip yours out if you wanna see it!"
Possum looks around. The beggar from earlier seems to be watching the activity bemusedly, laughing at the bound thug's obliviousness.
Soon, Dianna returns with a city guard. He looks over the scene. "Hmph, they're the Spungelli Brothers. A couple of low-lifes who try to rough up whoever they thing they can mess with. They're none too bright, but plenty tough. Good job!"
"Aw, no, the guard? Gemme outta here! Agh! Untie me!"
