Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20171101135341/@comment-2165692-20171215013700

(I didn't realize that, I can't keep track of every characters stuff.)

the furthest shade is set on fire but for some reason it needs to burn a while before dying, the other brings it's sword down upon him as hard as it can. Being dead, the maximum muscle mass it can use was unlimited.

(Alright.)

A scream was heard from the graveyard, but it immediately fell silent. Most seemed to not have heard it over the hammering of the blacksmith, and those who did thought it was just the wind.

Nazrei looks at Enkaris, "OH, the snow elf. Haven't seen you in a while."

Some boulders had imperials trapped underneath and one had a thalmor under it. Though they were dead, crushed by the stone's weight. As the rocks had been removed the Stormcloaks could get rid of the bodies.

"Urag had some we could borrow, but it's still only cloaks, not the rest of our attire." Nazrei said as she looked at Sathrysa.