Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28927430-20160711235724/@comment-28961101-20160713001550

The man remained seated while bound, his only motion was to prevent his teacup from spilling as chains entangled him fast enough that they could have been conjured. The chains clinked in time with his breathing, making the long deep inhale and short fast exhale audible to all now.

"I never plan to use my blade, Honoured One. But will not a dog bare teeth when threatened?" His accent was thick, and despite the knife millimetres from his throat, the tone betrayed no excess of emotion such as fear or rage. "I am but one man, surrounded by beings beyond my mortal comprehension, as you so demonstrated. What is one mortal man armed with a simple blade against any one of these assembled creatures? I am a kitten, supping with tigers, fluffing my fur when a tail brushes too close."