Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26068742-20170828013321/@comment-26021384-20170829032237

"You need my maps don't you?" He asked to Pandora, completely ignoring Marek at this point. "I will help you find their hideout if you at least put my foot in a damn splint." He was demanding this one thing to be done, so that he wouldn't suffer from septic shock and die due to aving a bone out of place.

He wasn't backing down from what she was saying, staying true to what he was doing if they would at least meet him halfway. He had to shake his arms, and grab onto a nearby table for support to keep himself from falling over, keeping all the weight off his twisted ankle.

His face grimaced and he winced a great deal, nearly toppling over and ruining the map that Pandora had procured and that three-dimensional model. "Would a PLEASE help you in your decision? If you say no more hurt will come to me, you could at least provide some medical attention."

Shien wasn't really asking for much at this moment, he wanted to be shown some courtesy, if he was going to be a bargaining chip for them, they could try to keep him in good enough health that whoever came to rescue him would be more complacent to try the trade to get him back.

At this point,t eh pain was catching up to him again, evidenced byt he pained look on his face, the sweat collecting on his brow. He was ont he verge of passing out for another couple of hours at this rate, and Pandora and Marek needed him for the saje of pointing out their targets' hideout. He was, afterall, the greastest map maker in the great lands.