Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150812154412/@comment-5583506-20150814014640

The two bandits coming after Dex in the smithy were just about to raise their weapons and attack him when they were startled by the rumbling sound of a lighting bolt striking somewhere above them. Too late they realised that they were standing out in the open as the vast amount of snow came crashing down over them.

Rivborg flinched and turned around, watching the devastating effect the avalanche had as it drowned almost half of his men in the white force of nature.

He brushed some icicles from his beard and spat, restraining his anger for as much as his body would allow, before he exploded in a furious roar, charging with his remaining 17 men in all different directions.

"That oughta even the odds", said Evelyne, slightly relieved to see the number of bandits thinned out.

Artik barked his approval.

"Good boy. Now let's have at them!"