Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150315182542/@comment-3293219-20150316232529

The flash of the portal revealed Arrietty's location and so, she was forced to come out of hiding. She leapt forward and held both halves of her sickle up to he chest before lowering the none bladed end by her hip, getting ready to swing it. Her eyes narrowed as the most agile of the three cultists stepped forward, a Bosmer, appeared from behind the crowd of larger mages/warriors and rogue cultists.

"You two, keep the bigger ones off me!" Arrietty ordered, not giving a rat's ass as to whether or not they took instructions from her or whether or not they trusted her, all she cared about was surviving at this point and turning against eachother wasn't the greatest survival tactic...

"This asshole is mine..." She added, giving the Bosmer a dark smirk before lunging forward and swinging the scythe-like end of the sickle at the Bosmer, prompting him to explode into a purple cloud and teleport a few paces back, crouching. He slowly rose to his feet and returned the smirk.

"Hey, stay still you friggin' wuss!" Arrie growled, lunging for him again, an attack that he quickly blocked...