Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20141029221258/@comment-25020300-20141030010743

Shifts-in-Sun looked down at the little fort below him. Tucked neatly into the swamp was what undoubtedly was an Imperial encampment. This was not to be tollerated, if the Empire thought it could get its claws into its south-easterly neighbor, they were sorely mistaken.

He jumped down and let out a feral roar. The fear staggered his enemy, and he used that oppertunity to ram one of the soldier's face in with his mace. The others readied themselves quickly, but by the time they had their weapons out, he was already on top of them, and he jabbed two more with his dagger, setting them on fire. Five of them remained and tried to surround him, but he went into a flurry with his weapons and took down three of them at once. The last two were shaking with fear, and one of them tried to surrender, but he would take no prisoners today, so he finished them off with a single cruel blow. He kicked in the door which was dug in to the ground and leaped inside, killing everyone down there, despite not being able to see them. After finishing up, he casted candlelight and examined his kills. It looked like three regular soldiers and a legate, a good catch for just a small camp, but he noticed a little man in the corner, whimpering.

"You there, coward." Shifts-in-Sun said. The man looked up at him, still shaking. "Say hello to your petty gods for me" He slammed down his mace on his head and left without a second thought, heading back to Lilmoth.