Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-29559990-20160617213057

"You and me both, priest," Ravos sighed. With the probable attacker in binds, the Dark Elf began to head back towards the wagons. He supposed they had a schedule to keep, but this wasn't right. Leaving these people to be engulfed in fire and die in agony, because no one had payed them to help these people. Is that what the Investigators were now? Mercenaries that only care about the highest bidder?

He made a mental note to stay as far away from that heartless nord as possible. "Because we weren't hired to do so..." He grumbled, disgusted with that phrase.