Crask panted slowly, such a life-debt could not be relinquished so easily, not without leaving him no honour at all. Such a warrior could never be trusted, and regardless of the shame he felt, he still maintained some vestige of pride. "I pledge my eternal service to you, do not deny me this...for there is only one fate that will befall me should you turn me away..." he trailed off, indicating the sword at his feet.