Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170725043749/@comment-5543592-20170727202318

In the blink of an eye, Taeris' longswords were unsheathed and he'd dropped into a stance. He took in that they were surrounded, and outnumbered. Poor odds from the start.

"This was quite the turn of events." Meilir murmured. "Well, Ollie," he said aloud, "at least one of these gentlemen probably have a sword for you." The Breton offered.