Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160715062945/@comment-24696651-20160718010703

Qatari scowled as she realized what an idiot she must've looked like, and pulled out her crossbow, loading it with regular bolts. The fog made it difficult to see, but it also meant that any of Maurice's men would be a silheoutte as far as his comrade was concerned. She ducked low, so that her silheoutte would blend in with the vegetation. As she saw a target near her, she realized he was close enough to take down with a sword, so she drew the cutlass. As he passed, she stood up, covered his mouth, and slit his throat in one clean movement, allowing the body to fall to the ground. She resumed walking around in roughly the pattern she had seen the guard, hoping her comrades didn't mistake her for a target.