Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170417012540/@comment-30014014-20170417014423

"You're not exactly better yourself, man of Order", respond Oscar between breaths, all to Roland's adding laughter.

"Well, I've got people searching for me. They'll easily find me with all the commotion we've made in this forest. Meanwhile, you have no one around, do you?"

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't", lets out Oscar, clouding Roland with confusion.

"What kind of words are those!? Surely you feel the despair at dying. You are alone, strained in a forest, injured and dying!" he spits out, trying for a reaction.

"What of it? What's to say they'll find you before someone else does? That's my compensation..."

"Wait, what do you mean?" demands Roland, confused even more so.

"How far do you think we have ran, man of Order?"