Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26103034-20160508124341/@comment-26103034-20160521105229

Tlaloc looked at the Khajiit and Altmer and the lone imperial before he gave a wide grin, grabbing the ice he ripped it from his leg as his histskin took effect curing all his wounds and scrapes in a matter of seconds, hi spoke with force ´´Now now, that hardly seems honorable, and I just wanted a drink´´

Tlaloc said the words as he picked up a stone in one hand, and sand in the other, as they began to circle him, he rushed to the side where they Altmer was getting in position, of course he pacniced and threw spells at the Argonian who retorted with sand, the Altmer coughed from breathing it in and found himself sallowing a well thrown rock.

Tlaloc was side ways the Altmer punching him in the kidney before taking the thalmors sword and pushing him foward the a confused looking khajiit using the altmer to tackle the cat. The Altmer stumbled backwards, before spitting out the stone, blood and teeth with it.

''"Pështyj shkallë!" ''he spat as the Khajiit sprang backwards. The Imperial approached, shield up and axe in hand.