Luis
*Cathal was now nervous about telling Terrel his past. For all he knew Terrel could turn him in. But he was already deep in this conversation now.* "Well... It's a long story, but I left because Im afraid of the things I will face once I become lord of our house after my father dies. It's also because I've... Seen thing no one should have too see" *Cathal had already told his stories to another person, but that was in the forest, and Cathal trusted that person enough to tell them. But Terrel was a man he just met in a busy town, and could possible be a bounty hunter.*
Curtis
"So you took the coward's way out, hm?"*He'd say, watching as his Furrow would begin to climb down his arm, making its way to his hand, before weaving between his fingers in such a rhythmic fashion that it appeared he was shuffling it about as one would do a coin when they were bored.*"I suppose fear is a good motivator."*As Cathal mentioned seeing things, Terrel would look back over to him with a sense of curiosity.*"Seen things... Like what? Torture, death, maiming?"*He asked, listing the things out in such a nonchalant tone that it was a wonder if those sort of things even phased him. Perhaps this pig elf was used to it, making it a wonder what exactly he did day to day.*"Maybe something unnatural even?"*Terrel would raise question at the last part, knowing very well what strange things went on in the forests outside of towns, maybe even this run away noble could tell him something.*
Luis
*Cathal could sense the disapproval in Terrel's voice, he also sensed that Terrel had seen horrible things too, but Cathal decided to tell him what he saw* "Have you ever seen thousands of men, kill each other ruthlessly. Have you seen thousands if bodies piled so high it makes a hill, a hill that keeps growing as more men kill each other. Have you ever drowned a man in blood snd mud, pushing his face as he hits your feet screaming for mercy. Did you watch as horses slammed into each other, arrows cutting down men left and right. Did you hear the screams and blood curling cries of men being slaughtered. Did you ever see your brother die right in front of you, arrows hitting his back, and you proceeded to kill dozens of men in a blind fury." *Cathal stopped. He realized he was shaking, he also felt bad for talking like that* "Im... Sorry about that"