The man hardly gave the girl two looks as far as the insults. He already knew he was worth nothing, well not technically. Apprently he was worth about a hundred gold pieces, not a bad price but it didnâ€™t exactly leave a warm fuzzy spot in his heart to know how others priced him. Still though, the girlâ€™s words did give him something. â€œGood,â€ He said pressing the dagger more into her neck, making it go red as it almost cut into her skin.  Though once it was clear his hostage was a woman, he was clearly abit unnerved for a moment.  Still he had nothing to lose though, and wasnâ€™t about to give up his only ticket to freedom.<br/><br/>Looking around quickly, searching for some sign of escape, Bal found what he was looking for. The whole thing that had given him hope to run in the first place. He had heard about a cavern along the Serpentâ€™s Bay coast. It was suppose to be a massive underground maze the likes of which no one had managed to get out of once they entered. Everyone but him, because he had a map. He had stolen it from a drunk guard who stole it from a gypsy woman.<br/><br/>Seeing the enterance to the cavern, most of it covered in bushes and hanging vines, Bal looked back to the men chasing him seeing  they had stopped. â€œI guess you really are important to someone.â€ He whispered as he dragged her towards the cavern.  â€œJust co-operate, and Iâ€™ll let you go unharmed.â€ He promised as he backed his way into the brush, and pushing them into the cavern before turning her around and pushing her forward and moving faster then before into the cavern, taking a large number of twists and turns that were illuminated  by glowing moss along the walls before he let her go. â€œThere, now run back.â€ He said, though he kept the dagger. â€œIâ€™m finally free.â€