Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3548382-20131213024337/@comment-24352402-20140623171207

After a few days the Guildsmen became too terrified to leave their compound in Robber's gorge. By the sixth day however a new situation had developed. Yisaji saw an orc stripped down to his small clothes and forced to kneel on the bridge spanning the entrance. Yisaji lowered his bow and walked towards the scene and said in a cold, scolding voice, "You seem to be in a spot of trouble, initiate." Ocora had been beaten, bound, and gagged. "You know this beast?" yelled the man behind Ocora, blade poised to stab into his captive's exposed back. "Yes, this worthless bastard is one of my own." replied Yisaji in a tone only Ocora felt was reassuring. The man then replied "I offered him a chance to join us and he spat at me. I will offer you a chance now. Join us and keep him on a leash and we will not kill the both of you, refuse and..." the man slowly started sliding the blade into Ocora's back. Yisaji rapidly nocked and arrow and aimed. "Continue that and I'll make sure you remember the arrow going into your nose." The man stopped and looked squarely at Yisaji, then with a smile Yisaji said "I accept." As he entered he handed over his bow and swords and walked to Ocora. As Yisaji clasped the arm of his ally Ocora felt a small prick on his wrist and secreted one of Yisaji's nordic daggers away in the belt of his loincloth with no one else the wiser. "Remember that I prefer to fight when the suns down." Said Yisaji before he knocked out Ocora with a well placed punch. It was midnight before the orc regained consciousness and most of the camp was drunk.