Zeric listened to Althron's words, watching every movement the priest made through eyes that had resumed their flinty look the moment the dwarf had stood up.
~He is like them...he thinks I do not consider my actions...thinks that I am one step removed from the savage mastiff on a chain that will bite the hand of a foe, as well as the hand that feeds it...I should not be surprised...~
"Do not mistake my willingness to die as blindness on my part, for I am no fool that will leap into a volcano to save one who is lost. However, I will not tolerate weakness when the luxury for such a thing has been taken away from us. I will not tolerate it in myself, nor in those that I travel with, and while that may seem harsh to some, it is the truth of the matter."
Standing up himself, Zeric saw through the window behind the dwarf that the archer and dandy were almost upon them, and timed his final words to be heard by all those in the room.
"I will work with those I travel with for the sake of the children, and I will give them all that I can with no thoughts on holding back. However, if they can not, or will not, do the same for me, then all is lost before we think of returning to the ruins below this shop."