Durzol sighed and turned, his gaze hard and somewhat bored as he looked down at the wanna be backstabber. "If I can be honest, I did most of the fighting and you did the clean up kills," his tone matter of fact. "Next, I did not murder anyone. I saved this child from a mother who was not fit to have him. His life was terrible and I saved him. Right?" he looked to Azior.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Azior would look up at Durzol with pride and he'd say, "Only the strong are worthy to live. He's powerful and I want to be just as powerful."</span><br/><br/>"See? Now I have to help find him some food because his mother has left him starving. Go on, Azior," and he would then turn his focus back to the halfling though keep himself aware of what the gnome might do.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Azior smiled, "He even asked me if I was hungry," the boy said and walked off into the kitchen.</span>