Tomas Egal
And another one.
"I swear that if you do not get out of my way, Tomas, I won't let your body stop my blade from striking down this dog." Kareth's words came out with such force and bile that Tomas could feel the spray upon his face. His greatsword was raised high in a stance that only a warrior of his might could maintain. But Tomas stood his ground, as it were, kneeling on one knee next to the bandit bleeding from a deep arrow wound and a broken leg from where he fell out the tree.
"Then that is what you have to do," Kareth. Tomas stared unflinching upward into the orc's eyes. "He surrendered. He is in great pain..."
"Good! Now let me end it!" Kareth took a step forward, but Tomas stood to meet him. The cleric did not even raise his shield. This was not a confrontation that would be settled with blows.
The bandit slowly crawled backwards, keeping his eye on the two arguing, but was stopped when the archer who had felled him from the tree said, "Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Her bow was not drawn, but an arrow was notched.
"No. He cried for help, and I will provide it. You have already killed his comrades." Tomas pointed to the nearly dozen bodies lying on and next to the road where the unnamed bandits had attempted to claim the caravan for their own. "He is disarmed and harmless. My vow is stronger than your bloodlust."
"You are a fool," the huge orc snorted. "If he tries to stab you in the back, I won't protect you."
"If he tries to stab me in the back, I'll knock his teeth out," Tomas said as he turned to the bandit and smiled to indicate he definitely would.
Once Kareth had lowered his sword and set about the depressing task of looting the looter's, Tomas said, "Now, I can't promise this won't hurt." He cut the arrow from the wound. "Sylvia, I think this is yours," he tossed the bloodied arrow to the archer, who caught it and smiled. Turning his attention back to his patient, he asked, "While I clean out this wound and set your leg, you want to tell me how you knew we would passing this way
"I swear that if you do not get out of my way, Tomas, I won't let your body stop my blade from striking down this dog." Kareth's words came out with such force and bile that Tomas could feel the spray upon his face. His greatsword was raised high in a stance that only a warrior of his might could maintain. But Tomas stood his ground, as it were, kneeling on one knee next to the bandit bleeding from a deep arrow wound and a broken leg from where he fell out the tree.
"Then that is what you have to do," Kareth. Tomas stared unflinching upward into the orc's eyes. "He surrendered. He is in great pain..."
"Good! Now let me end it!" Kareth took a step forward, but Tomas stood to meet him. The cleric did not even raise his shield. This was not a confrontation that would be settled with blows.
The bandit slowly crawled backwards, keeping his eye on the two arguing, but was stopped when the archer who had felled him from the tree said, "Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Her bow was not drawn, but an arrow was notched.
"No. He cried for help, and I will provide it. You have already killed his comrades." Tomas pointed to the nearly dozen bodies lying on and next to the road where the unnamed bandits had attempted to claim the caravan for their own. "He is disarmed and harmless. My vow is stronger than your bloodlust."
"You are a fool," the huge orc snorted. "If he tries to stab you in the back, I won't protect you."
"If he tries to stab me in the back, I'll knock his teeth out," Tomas said as he turned to the bandit and smiled to indicate he definitely would.
Once Kareth had lowered his sword and set about the depressing task of looting the looter's, Tomas said, "Now, I can't promise this won't hurt." He cut the arrow from the wound. "Sylvia, I think this is yours," he tossed the bloodied arrow to the archer, who caught it and smiled. Turning his attention back to his patient, he asked, "While I clean out this wound and set your leg, you want to tell me how you knew we would passing this way
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