Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150715181657/@comment-3293219-20150720182005

The Orsimer was too weak to rush to his Master's aid, prompting the Khajiit to step in for himself. He seemed to have a much better aura of calm around him, most likely due to the fact that he was a little more experienced than his comrades and that he was used to lying and keeping calm during tought negotiations.

The Khajiit skillfully swung the pummel end of his axe towards the Dunmer's left cheekbone, though again, his lack of strength let him down.

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The Orc roared out in pain as the electricity jolted through his body, causing him to stumble back as he cried out in pain. He growled and shook his head, doing his best to recover as quickly as he could, though even he could see that this wasn't going too well...

He quickly jerked his head up and tried another swing, this time at the Breton's shins.

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"You forget who you're talking to..." Talin smirked, finishing off his drink.

"I didn't exactly plan any of this, remember?"