"Balthlik..." Tove says , a cut on her cheek being tended. "I didn't think he'd run."
Tove's father sighs, "We were only offered a chance to reclaim our honor. Not all of us use chances well."
It would appear the oathbroken are ctually harder on Bathlik than some others might be. Then again, they have a more personal understanding of what he threw away when he escaped.
In the distance, a troll, Bathlik, looks back, and slinks away heading back to the shanty town area