Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160311230436/@comment-24141785-20160316083808

(Once again, I'm sorry I held up the sideplot. Work has this pissy policy about how you only have three sickies in 18 months before you're out...

Needless to say, I'm struggling to stay awake :P)

"Now, this is going to be so worth waiting in that carriage." Gabriel said with a smirk, before running at the group of soldiers ahead of them. He ducked down and turned his shoulder, sloppily pushing his way through the guards as some fell onto each other.

He tackled one the guards at the end of the hallway, stabbing him in the neck with his shiv. The Breton looked up, greeted with a large group of soldiers making their way towards them.

"Guess we're fighting our way out of this place then, huh?" He mused to himself, picking up one of the shields and launching it at the soldiers.

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"T-That's...That's a fuckin' werebear!" A soldier said with a fearful expression as they flanked the werebear, drawing his sword and shield. "No...nonono."

Caius would need to move soon...