Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20141106071232/@comment-29458028-20141108021001

Damien rarely kept his sword up, but he sure didn't want to have a dagger stuck in his ribs. Thus his blade was still kept up, ready to deflect any knives or stuff that came flying at him. His other hand prepared wards, in case there were spells.

Damien did a swift check of all the weapons he carried. He had three ebony daggers, all corrupted into tentacular shadows of their former form. All were in easy reach. If the Khajit did anything funny, he would use them as pins to keep her against the wall.