Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150608200409/@comment-25038310-20150620124441

"Dropping yours would make me much more comfortable, Audax." Jon claimed, turning around, still holding onto Hilda. "And perhaps you should also tell your buddies to ..-"

"'STAND DOWN!" 'Pontius yelled, accompanied by a dozen or so mercenaries, who quickly surrounded the party of fighters and warriors.

"Do that indeed..." Jon grinned when he was interrupted by a familiar someone.

Multiple mercenaries started focusing on the people they didn't know, which were Audax, Hilda, Matrim and his protege.

"Well, Ashcroft? I expected you to deal with these pests - not embrace them!" Pontius exclaimed, chuckling. The mercenaries started laughing as well for a brief moment, until Jon shot them a menacing glare.

"It's not like that, Pilatus.. I was.. holding her hostage, so to say."

"Pah! Regardless... We will take it from here now!" Pontius gestured for three mercenaries to take Hilda's weapons, so that Jon wouldn't be threatened anymore. Jon grabbed Hilda by her arm when she let her go, and pushed her over to Audax.

Pontius joined Jon, as he mockingly looked at Audax and his allies. Hilda stood beside Audax, unsure of what to do - she did not have much weapons, and the odds were definitely not in their favor.

The mercenaries were all well trained and clad in strong armor sets such as Orcish, Ebony, Plate, etc.

Jon shrugged. "I told you Audax.. shouldn't lose track of a noble, now should you?" He said. "Hand over Lylair, and we'll let you go alive. Think rationally."