Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170617000931/@comment-5543592-20170618215325

Nelson, Taeris' most recent and trusty steed, stood there muching on grass, oblivious to the chaos going on not too far away. It was a large, leanly muscled creature, fit for it's job as a war horse. Nelson affixed it's black eyes on Ollie for a moment, before lowering it's head to eat some more.

As Vidic and Taeris mowed through the crowd, the latter saw Robin, Maia, Rhaela, and Meilir escaping in the distance.

"Vidic, they're gone!" Taeris shouted, stepping front of the man, to stop his next swordstroke. Taeris swept his zweihander in a semi-circle, the wide arc of the long blade downing multiple villagers at once, and creating a pocket of space around the pair of them for a moment. "Let's pull back, while we still can!"