Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170813151003/@comment-5543592-20190616213529

"So... will you leave me and my son be?" Fattah asked. "You promised so."

Hirri nodded, sheathing his sword. He seemed to want to attack Fattah, to tear the man limb from limb, but his better nature got a hold of him, and he stepped back.

"You should." Silas said. "I've seen that consequences of such things.  Saw the consequences, more accurately.  I don't see much of anything, anymore."

"Good." Maia said. "I'll take my leave then."