Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150413191642/@comment-1592115-20150415121346

Nicola: "I... made it? ...oh wait, two more?!"

He wanted to cast Lightning Bolts to the two remaining Cold Flame Atronaches, but his magicka is exhausted, he then raises up his Ebony Mace and a Steel Sword looted from his beheaded ally.

Nicola: "Curses... I failed on protecting you all, failed on protecting Harena, yet, no longer, I'm your mayor after all!"

He remains cautious and prepares to dodge projectiles.

Djura then enters Cheydinhal, they're now seeking for a market so they can sell their small games and buy some fishing wares.