"You let go of me and surrender your wrists for binding and I'll take you and her alive." Speaking seriously the man waited for her response. Marric's eyes could tell the little bastard was holding a dagger that could do some serious harm, enchanted likely, and it had cut the backs of the halfling's feet. She would not get up till those were healed probably, but if she could overcome the pain she ought to be able to fight from the floor.<br/><br/>The problem with that was that the little fellow practically had a clear shot lined up for her throat with its knife and could probably cause her serious harm with that before she could toss it away. There was a fair chance it was not enough to kill her but it might knock her out if it continued.<br/><br/>The man kept trying to pull his arms free. "Your choice. Either become a slave in chain or watch your companion die before your eyes."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sorry for a bit of a crude way of acting but trying to play the characters on the other side so that they present a real problem sometimes. Though you should have more than one way to go ahead with things as it is.</div></div>