Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140902233512/@comment-29559990-20140917195555

Balonak glanced up at the wench. The nerve of that whore! To tell him to forget his belief's! Oh, he would bash her head and leave her for bear food... if he wasn't under the employment of Vashier.

Instead, the battle-hardened Orc simply rose to his feet and said "I'm sorry, but I don't take advice from people who are so unskilled they have sell their bodies for a living."

The other mercs erupted in a choir of "OOOHHHHH." as Balonak made his way out of the bar. He ordered the other mercs to do so, and they obliged.

(Balonak has a crooked, depressing, and hard past. He's got two things: His passion for fighting and a sword. I'll reveal more about him later. But, as of now, I'd advise all bosses to keep as far away from my War Machine as possible c;)