Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20181203112006/@comment-25924729-20190419124806

His knee buckled, and the man collapsed to the ground, bleeding fiercely. Even in this state he remained eerily silent, biting his lip to hold back screams of pain, lest he show weakness or humiliate himself. Fighting to keep his voice steady, he managed a simple reply.

"Very well..."

Somehow, he managed to pull himself to a sitting position and fished a pen from his pocket, he wrote a message on a rag torn form his clothing. With a sharp whistle, he summoned a little red hawk from his camel that landed on his arm, letting Ahmar tie the rag to its foot before flying away.

As the messenger hawk flew towards the dstant village, Ahmar watched it leave and chuckled softly. "You will regret very much..."