<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85021.msg3756024#msg3756024">Quote from: Keala Mensha Khaine on 11-10-2010, 01:26:25</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "Aye now there Dane! Now that is how a true beast from the North fights! We sons of  Odin don't hit like no Roman women!"  Looking away from the Dane, Volrath shot a glance to Korbis and gave him a sly grin. "Korbis...do leave some of the new whore for the rest of us..."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>He knew that the one called Volrath was of similar descent as himself but up until now, neither of them had said two words to one another.  Which was not particularly unusual.  Let each man find his own way. Let each man prove his worth and then offer guidance.  Wisdom is precious.  Do not waste it on the unworthy.  Perhaps Volrath was waiting for him to prove his worth?  Perhaps he was simply putting too much thought into it and Volrath was simply glad to see one of his own beat upon another.<br/><br/>He gave Volrath a wry smile and lifted a fist in the air in silent acknowledgement before busying himself with seeking out a cloth so that he could press it to the wound atop his skull.  His hair having normally been long would do an adequate job of causing the blood to thicken and stop flowing.  Upon being captured, all of his hair had been cut short and now, all he could do was wait for the blood to thicken and stop of it's own accord.