Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-5543592-20150105223605

Lorcan shoved the merc on to the ground in the door, and stepped over his broken form, wiping his hands.

"Alright, Clarrettie." Said Lorcan, stepping in and past Clarent into the house. "Two words." He leaned against a wall and stared hard at Clarent. "Where's Rowan?  And before you get all 'my friend's life means more than my own' take a good long look at where that got your pal on the floor there.  We need Rowan to lead us to a very dangerous and surprisingly hard to find necromancer.  That's all we want from him, nothing more." Lorcan gave him an open-handed gesture. "So, do we have a deal."