Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20181011112613/@comment-7262318-20181012005749

When she descended, she found the The Orc guard standing down there, glaring up at her as she descended down the stairs.

"What were you doing up there?" He demanded to know.

"Well I figured as much," Krozum rolled his eyes (all 3 of them). "But what matter would that be?"

"The matter of killing Bolgzen," Xavier said.

"Bolgzen!" The troll slammed his fist on the throne's arm, possibly startling a few of them. "The leacherous snake himself. Why? What vendetta do you have against him? I assume he's probably stabbed you in the back at one point?"

"Uhm, no... he just has a friend of ours hostage, and we'd very much like to get him back..." Goriyn said, backing up just a little bit.

"Ah... I see..." Krozum said. "And you've come to, what, ask me to lend my soldiers to this cause?"

"Well we were told you really didn't like this Bolgzen fellow, so what I really wanted was to help you go and cut his head off. You get a dead orc, we get our mage," Goriyn said. "Everybody wins."

"Hmmm..." Krozum considered this offer. "To finally be rid of Bolgzen is a tantalizing idea... but I do not trust you, Mortis. You are a cunning warrior, but you are as wicked and deluded as they come."

"That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me in the last month," He beamed.

"Hmmm... you! The man in the mask!" He pointed at Bloodskal. "Step forward."