Snippet #2068156

"Damn shame... Rest 'n peace Templar Durzo, the only broth'r who managed ta choke his vanquisher ta death by bein' too bony a meal..." Durzo laughed so hard that he almost choked on his saliva, which immediately made his laughing turn to coughing. He coughed for a few moments while Cain laughed a short raspy laugh. Durzo's grin stayed on his face as he listened to Cain finish the rest of his statement.

He glanced up at Cain's shape and cleared his throat. "Im doing just peachy, as a matter of fact. Figured this was a good spot to sit and stare at darkness for a while, and pretend that im surrounded by naked wenches in a tavern drinking my body weight in wine." He laughed at his own sarcasm for a moment.

"I landed wrong, hopefully sprained my ankle. A broken ankle would do little to assist me in our situation. Regardless, I dont know if i can walk, havent tried yet." He put his arrow back into his quiver, and strapped his bow back onto his back as he spoke.

"Do you feel like being a crutch for a bony meal, Cain?" Durzo said with a grin unseen in the darkness.