Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116082731/@comment-24530992-20200102075025

"Kill me? Hah, that's rich," he decried, raising the blade. It seemed to absorb the magic, buzzing with so much electricity that the Breton barely seemed to be able to handle it. It was eventually released, going into the ground just before their feet.

"I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Bastian Laurent, Elf killer extraordinaire, wanderer, Daedric pawn, et cetera, et cetera. I'd rather cut the chit chat and go straight to getting rid of you both, but alas, I'm running low on time."

Bastian kicked around a few pieces of stray rubble, twirling his blade. "I have a propositon; you can take what you need, but don't expect me to just let you have it. Or, you can give it to me now, and I will refrain from hunting you both down. Your choice."