Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190720092525/@comment-29564364-20190722010900

(Oh. I assumed they were tied in front of him because of his backpack.)

He thanks the guard for treating his hand, then turns to the disgruntled man whom he deduces is the chief from his interactions with the other guards. "Do you really need to put me in a cell? It's not like I'll try running away after letting myself get captured that easily. Don't wanna brag, but if I wanted to escape, I would have tried and most likely succeeded on the thousands of occasions on the way here, even without my equipment." His chin motions at the table where his boots, gauntlets, backpack, sword and even his goggles all lie. He then opens his arms, snapping the rope with little effort, and starts stretching his limbs. "Though I must say, I feel so much lighter without all that metal on, so thanks for that, I guess."