Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140706152951/@comment-12599067-20140710191140

Bjolmar, who had temporarily stopped mining in order to hear what Daithi was saying, was not comforted by Daithi's words and didn't exactly view his advice as helpful either, especially since he did not have to feign inexperience. He was about to say something more before a guard came around the corner and smacked him in the ribs with the blunt end of his spear.

"Back to work, prisoner," the guard commanded before he shoved Daithi out of the way and pulled/dragged Luna to her feet, then began hauling her off to the sick bay, barking at another guard to take his place as he did so. Soon after he vanished around the corner he was replaced with another guard, who promptly began patrolling the section of the mine they were working in as if nothing had happened.

"I am well aware, Daithi, but as I said, I am no silvertongue and this isn't exactly just something you just can bring up in a conversation," Bjolmar whispered in hushed response once the guard was out of earshot.