Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-25038310-20141013152321

(( Max, is it alright if Sander gets explosives? ))

Sander waited until it was close to dusk. All the other drunkards in the bar exited, and Alexander took a seat next to Sander, who had stayed in the same place until now.

He sighed, and patted Sander on the back. "What did he want me help with? And sorry about bringing the' up like that, earlier.. i know ya're trying to forget an'.. "

"Well, I'll need some explosives, and some ammunition. " Sander said, rising from his seat, changing the subject.

"Well, I've got plenty of ammo, and I'll always be there ta help'." Sander grinned, and took Alexander's hand, and shaked it.

"My friend, thank you for helping me..."

"Ye ye, it's alright.. But about .. Them.. "

Sander rolled his eyes, and sat down. He stayed silent for a moment, clearly annoyed. "What about them?"

"Ya shouldn't try to forget them. Things happen, things change, and ya can't do anything to stop it. Look at you. A masked man, shooting and killing stuff.. What would your parents think?"

Sander chuckled for a moment. "As you said, things change. They aren't here, so I shouldn't think about what they'd think. " Sander seemed abit more open to the subject of his dead family.

Alexander sighed. "You're living a dangerous life, Sander. Ya should be working as a merchant, or a farmer, like they'd want... "

Sander held up a hand, gesturing to stop. He turned his head to Alexander.

"I'm living on the edge. You know why? Because I'm good at staying sharp. " he smiled.

"Don't worry about me, alright, old man? I'm fine. For now. "

Alexander sighed again. "What about your brothe-.."

Sander's smile turned into a glare. "You're walking on some mighty thin ice there, Alex. " he said, sounding more threatening than before. "You'll have an elf coming here shortly. I'll leave with him, and after that, I'll probably be gone for a,long long time. "

Alex smiled, staying silent and nodded. "Aight. Let me get you a drink. " he stood up, and walked over to the bar, leaving a relaxed, but still,somewhat angry And depressed Sander alone.