<b>"50 gold pieces to keep you alive? I've killed for less... so what makes your life so valuable?"</b>now that Alistair was looking this man over s/he was starting to pick up on a few oddities for a man with so much coin. Why wasn't he dressed warmer? Was he from some far away land? If so why hadn't he bought warmer cloths once he arrived here? He planned to pay three to four sell swords 50 gold a head, that much gold meant he had to be a noble. Or be working for one at least. Or he was lying. Alistair would be forced to terrible things to this man if that was the case.<br/><br/>The Death Knight looked back their shoulder as a familer sensation washed over, blood lust. The man covered in fur was itching for a fight, Alistair could relate. Once this was all said and done s/he was sure they'd have the chance to test one another. Till then for what Aaron was paying, the Death Knight was sure enough trouble would be brood to soak both warrior's blood lust.