Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150618162258/@comment-5543592-20150624203841

The spear sailed through the Orcs throat with a burst of blood, and the mer fell flat on his back, the spear lodged hallway through his neck.

The Orc's then swarmed, all fourteen of them. Mioshe cut down two, ducking under a axe and dancing around to his attackers' off-side to eviserate him. He spun around and in one graceful move, with a locked elbow, slit a second Orc's throat.

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"Quinten." The boy said, before looking around. "Where are we?"

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"Night." Said Tiberius with a shrug and a low wave.