Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20181210221445/@comment-7262318-20190103183227

The prisoners rubbed their wrists and murmured as they were being released from their bindings. No one made a move or ran for it, because they didn't really know what to do.

"Th... Thank you..." One of the prisoners said.

"You're safe now," Nightingale said. "How many soldiers are aboard this vessel?"

"I don't know... At least two, maybe 3 dozen... They're all probably below deck right now..." The prisoner informed them.

"Hmmm..." Nightingale rubbed his chin. "Odds are in our favor then... Are you all ready to take the boat?" He asked the group.

"I meant, are you good enough to continue on?" Baros folded his arms.

The door that Olivia opened up revealed nothing but a large room with numerous beds and chests inside, probably filled with clothes and suits of Thalmor armor. There appeared to be nothing else of note in here...

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Upon seeing the swarm of magic coming their way, the men in the back quickly stopped and tried to get out of the alleyway. A few unfortunate souls were caught in the storm, but most managed to retreat.

"They've run back!" Ravos laughed. "They're more bumbling than-"

His words were cut off by a bowman launching an arrow down the alleyway, aimed for Sissta's head.