Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150628202441/@comment-24736819-20150806140959

(To be fair, he decided to ignore Doraleous' saying that the prisioner wouldn't stay there at the Fort and left in the middle of the conversation. He will hear about this from Doraleous himself, so he can tell what's on his mind.)

"Uncle? You already have a crew...What happened?", Balin turned to Joramun, filled with questions.

"Well, I've heard of him...Heard about how good he was, so I decided to have him under my command. Seems to me you're a little too late, nephew.", the large Toreau smiled.

"What if I challenge you for him? Not arm wrestle this time...Something...more dangerous.", Balin said, narrowing his eyes and knowing that his uncle would understand what he was talking about.