Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160627235602/@comment-5543592-20160703214222

"Hold on a moment." Crimson said, setting Nissa on the ground, and then crouching beside her. Pulling a out a pair of bowstrings from his quiver pocket, he bound her at the wrists and ankles, as to not let her move around. He figured if bowstring could withstand a couple hundred pounds of force, it could handle Nissa's squirming. Then, after a moment of consideration, he tore the sleeve off his gown, wrapped it around her mouth as a gag, and then tied it behind Nissa's head. It'd be best if she didn't talk, one, because she was annoying, and two, because she'd probably try to alert Nelthar.

And three, so that she didn't bloody bite him.

That done, he lifted her back up onto his shoulder and continued after Agatha.