Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160405011238/@comment-5824038-20160429180537

The Brass Knight looked at Katla and nodded appreciatively. At least one of them understood the situation. 'We do not want to fight you, Richard,' he began, 'Or at least the more sensible among us, who are less cocky and sure of their own skills, do not. Why don't we let the poor boy come with us, we will all carry him along when he needs carrying - as we would with anoyone else here - and no more need be said.

'Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot. Yes, we have been disrespectful. Now let us move past the ordeal, so we can get back to the real issue at hand. Killing every Immortal that we can before we all despair and rot away.'