Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150830164226/@comment-6006054-20150904020506

There was yelling behind him. Issalus began a graceful jump from the battlements to the ground below, his escape almost artful.

Up until he felt a blade smash into him.

His elegant leap from the wall became a bloody and flailing plunge. The ground slammed into him. His breath was forced from him in a gasp. Issalus rose to his feet, still hidden and in pain. He began a staggering run towards the lake. Halfway to his destination invisibility wore away. He cast the spell again. It failed, he was drained of magicka from his earlier castings. The imperial began to sprint.