Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200326185554/@comment-28358106-20200405032030

"Then you have not met many rogues." Dorian dabs his mouth, pulling out his handkerchief and setting down his utensils, his meal over.

"I'm the only one who decides what my risks are. If I were afraid of your lord, then I would not have taken your contract.  But by doing so, I've opened up a great deal more opportunity for myself.  It certainly wasn't in the hopes of your gratitude, which I find lacking."

With a glare he picks up his mug and takes one last drink.