"<span style="color: Orange">Why would I be trusting da man, da hunt me down and struck me to tha floor? Until now ya haven't proven to be in good offers...</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Now as you said yourself, you're worth more dead. If I was hunting your bounty, surely I would have killed you already. Now why I struck you down, would you have trusted me before?</span>"<br/><br/>Magrev's eyes started to wander as he spoke. Such a human quality, something he had when he was alive, this feeling. What was it? Something he hadn't felt in so long. A sort of want. His mind trembled with the effort of trying to place a name on the feeling as his body naturally went with it. His eyes explored the torn cloth, trying to focus both on L'odu's eyes as she spoke but at the same time trying to focus on her exposed skin. Combining with this unknown feeling, was a sense of curiosity as he gleaned the intricate markings upon her skin, those tattoos.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Ya still haven't answered me.. what do ya want from me? not what ya are promising to give me.. I don't survive on promises...</span>"<br/><br/>Magrev thought for a long moment over this, forming the words in his head before he tried to utter him. When they finally left his lips though, they came out in a tentative, almost timid tone.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">A partnership of sorts. You see, I have a...<i>considerable</i> bounty on my head. Because of this I was forced to come to Booty Bay, but I've been wanting to leave. Unfortunately I've been here for so long that my sense of the outside world has greatly diminished. I need a guide. You have been running for a long while, I can tell, and you probably are feeling that fear that you will always be on the run. If I was to say tag along with you on your travels, I could serve as a guard of sorts. No bounty hunter will be able to lay a finger upon you and I will have a guide. You will be able to settle in one spot and feel not the need to run...</span>"<br/><br/>Magrev seemed to choke up a bit at this moment before continuing on.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Now if you were to refuse. I'll let you go. We can go back to our respective paths, simple as that.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>