First message
He sighs heavily, leaning back against the dusty cobweb laden wall of the tomb and rolling his eyes. You know... if you would just unbind my hands I could help...
I scowl over my shoulder, and scoff Help? Like you did the last time? I still have a knot on my head from the last time you "helped".
He groans I told you... that was an accident. I swear by Fenmarel, the Outcast. I never meant to harm you. I've even attempted to help you more than once, And still you refuse to trust me. sigh