Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150208083257/@comment-5543592-20150208151514

Velith skillfully climbed over a wall into and plopped down inside the city, right next to about five Tsaesci.

A katana screamed through the wind towards his head. He ducked underneath it and unsheathed his scimtiar from it's sheat, and in one fluid move, sliced open the Snakeman's gut. He then plunged it through the chest of the second, and lost his scimitar. He dres his second and parried a blow, punching the snakeman across the face   A fourth struck him from behind. A slice appeared across his back and blackblood seeped out.

Their were interested hisses, as humans did not bleed black. Velith spun under a sword-swipe at his head, and returned the favor ot the Tsaesci who had hit him- beheading the vampire-thing in one smooth move. The fifth was slithering at him and Velith threw the scimtiar at him. The Tsaesci lurched downward as the blade soared over the snake, and was lost in the canal. Velith dodged two more attacks, and another wound was drawn on his arm, and pulled his daggers free. The next few seconds were a flurry of death as Velith danced around attacks and several gory wounds appeared over both his Tsaesci foes. When the last Akaviri warrior fell to the ground Velith slide his daggers where his scimitars once rested, and took a deep breath.

"Shor." He heard someone behind him say.

Velith turned to face a Markarth soldier. "How'd you do that?"

"It is not my first time." With that, Velith turned and began to walk for the gate.