Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20160304212929/@comment-26446054-20160319155640

The area was less an organized attack on anyone, and more a rabble of furious barbarians trying to shed as much blood as possible. The guards were standing at one side of the crowd, their backs to the small marketplace of Solitude, while a mixture of elven war-mages fought against a troop of men.

Erkan's neck was narrowly missed by a sword swinging from a dead man's arm, and drops of blood fell onto his face.

"DEATH TO THALMOR!" Came a shout, and a mage was sliced across the face and stomach before they could react.