Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170331010116/@comment-31049256-20170404031801

"Nothin changed my mind ma'am. Tha bricks're moved, though my feisty lil sword here may've put yer enginrr out fer tha day."

Baku sets the barrel down with a thud, "While I was helpin with that work I had n realizashin tho. Yer worried we'll bring trouble ta yer town cause we're mercs," he then gestures to Cyndwella, "but yer just as liable ta do tha same, an worse, we're more capable a handlin it."

He lifts a hand to stop a retort and continues, "Now bafore ya bring up yer badassery, of which I'll agree ya 're. Think on tha comparison. Ya have us, a multi-nashinal c'nglomret, with connecshins all over tha place. An then ya have yerself, a pow'rful mamono that don't know nothin happenin beyond this swamp that yer turnin inta a beacon fer any more fanatics that'd want ta hit this place."

He looks at her sadly, "I know yer tough, but what happens if yer not tough enough? 'Rr ya willin ta bet those gerls lives that no enemies ya made will come find ya when they 'ear yer still 'round? I don't need this outpost. Not like tha HQ in Zahmeria. I jus want a outpost herr ta help these gerls be safe 'n happy."

He lifts his hands in a surrendering gesture, "If tha answer's still no, I'll leave ya be, an we can just let this be a friendly visit."