[DrowArchmage]

Jason's eyes widend slightly, he didnt know what had caused the sudden meltdown in this guys crazy head, but he really didnt want to find out what. He resisted the urge to step back, knowing that it may cause Nivram to rush foreward and run him through the throat. He carefully obseved the situation at hand. The girl with the tears was, even with wings, pretty. He turned his palms outward as a gesture of peace. He was afraid to speak for two reasons, it may provoke him, and it may hurt. The pain he may be able to live with, but if he was stabbed through the throat....well that wouldnt be pretty.

The look in his eyes went from tough to wary, then when he thought for a moment, a tear. Not many, just one. Nivrams words had hit a nerve. He used to be a soldier, this bandit, this wasnt the real him. He wasnt like this before. Maybe Nivram would let him defend himself with his story......maybe, hopefully the girl with the wings was as merciful as she looked....or maybe not.