Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150717135551/@comment-25038310-20150826162440

Roland stopped in his tracks, as he briefly looked over his shoulder at Jorrvar - before he shot a glare at River, obviously annoyed at her whining.

"The Dragonguard has no right over the blade - same goes for any other faction in this damn wasteland. The only there is is by right of force.. or persuasion." He rose an eyebrow at Fabricius.

"I overheard Prometheus saying something about letting me die and taking on the Pale Lady alone after I was out of the way. Yes, best not to talk to loud if there's something called an echo." He didn't glance towards Prometheus while saying this, although he did smirk for a moment under his helmet.

"You all play a dangerous game.

Calvus, so eager to help people. Look where you were when I was fighting some frostbitten bitch. Agreeing with Prometheus as well, it seems. And don't forget you were the reason we were locked in there as well. Well, I don't think you need any more proof that your behaviour doesn't save people - it has more of a chance of killing yourself and others.

Jorrvarr.. you remained on the neutral side of things, didn't you? Never really showed hate or something, as far as I remember. Except now you have the guts to claim something which never belonged to yours and which someone else fought for.

Prometheus.. I never really liked full-blown mages. Sure, you helped after quite a while.. but that's probably when you realized that Pale Lady was nearly dead when you just stopped in to help. Didn't do batshit either those few fractions of a second you aided me. Probably didn't even do it for me.

I digress. I didn't want any of you people's help either, although even if you gave it I would have recieved it and have a somewhat more likely chance of surviving. I swing better alone."