Marric sighs as the bandit leader turns to run. Absolutely pathetic, and barely even worth the effort to chase. And the man with the sword isn't much better... he couldn't even land a strike against the tired monk!<br/><br/>"Gods dammit..." He says, temporarily holding off on his assault against the surviving bandit. "Yer buddy just up an' left ya, pal. An' I'm owed an answer ta my question."<br/><br/>The monk grins and wiggles his foot back and forth in the air, letting the man know how quickly the snap-kicks will come should the man choose to fight or flee.<br/><br/>"So why don't you take up yer buddy's debt? I mean, that's what friends are for, right?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Talking, but readying my flurry should he try to bolt or attack Marric rather than answering. </div></div>