Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180716035529/@comment-30014014-20180903025722

"Hmm..." David turns to one of the orbs in hand, gazing between it and the retreating enemy "My oath do speak of forsaking the destruction of one's enemies retreating..."

He throws the orb on his other hand "But then again, this one is naught but a re-animated skeleton. Does he afford enough sentience to nuture a sense of self-preservation? Or just a mindless undead looking to get put out of misery?"

He throws the orb back on his previous hand... "He seems to be crawling away. If so, I have no fortune strking one fleeting away..."

and forth..."Undead don't usually carry a will, so, dstroying it shouldn't cause any moral sickness..."

Back..."But he flees. Undead don't flee..."

...and forth" ...unless he's just looking to be with killing range of someone"

Anyone looking in his direction can mistake him playing with a black balloon, ignorant of his inner dilemma.