Draiss grinned. "Then how about with your honor, coward? Very well, my message is simple, sins of the past have not been forgotten, and will never be forgiven. I watch, and wait, vengeance stayed for the moment. In time, the debts between the seven revered cowards and the four hated heroes will be paid, though not today. Rule well, coward of the stables, so that when you go to hell for your sins in that bloodstained forest, it will be with a slightly lighter load than what you earned when you first fled and then ambushed us. End of line."<br/><br/>He smiled pleasantly and gave a mocking bow, though as he straightened an illusion was over him, looking like he had as he had lain on the path, stab wounds covering him, blood oozing from wounds, an eye stabbed out, his throat open, and his tongue waggling, barely connected. "Catch you later, comrade. I gave Icyn my regards already, see to it that the others know I am coming, and expect a warmer welcome. Especially the emperor's son. I am MOST put out with him."<br/><br/>He smiled, blood seeming to foam out, before he turned and walked out, as if he was not turning his back on someone that had already proven he had less honor than a common thug.