Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26103034-20160110131705/@comment-26103034-20160126194058

Staggering up, a pale Armir muttered a weak thank you, moments before pushing Thomar out of the way of the Imperial's attack. Missing, the man's cutlass hit a cupboard and he staggered forward, the prisoners armour and weapons falling out the cupboard. The woman, meanwhile, had begun to run towards them, electricity fizzing around her hand as she readied a spell. In the distance the sound of many running feet could be heard, getting closer.

"We need to run!" shouted Loffel, grabbing a dagger and sticking it in hte man's knee, causing him to collapse to the ground as he cried out in pain, "Grab what you need and go!"

(Listening to Pirates music makes this seem badass.)