Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25146201-20131018033943/@comment-11457306-20131019030300

"He was starting to crack, I think.  Little bits of spittle sprayed when he shouted his obscenities at me.  I threw a rock and hit him in the back of the head and he ran toward my position behind a toppled pillar.  He tripped and went down and cracked his head on a stone and lay still.  I was really worried he'd killed himself.  I wanted to do it for him.  But no, he was still breathing.  So I took the leather straps out of his pouch that he used to tie me up with and I staked him out on his back, arms and legs splayed out as wide and tight as I could get them, using more bones as stakes.  I also hamstrung him, so he couldn't run if he did get loose."