Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20150606215453/@comment-12599067-20150608190429

Vienelle was almost through the gate when a panicking civilian suddenly rushed in from her right, slamming into her and knocking her to the ground. Her head hit the road, illiciting a cry of pain from the small Breton woman, and she rolled a ways before she came to a stop not far away from the gates. Dazed but aware of the danger she was in, she tried to rise to her feet, but was stopped by the sight of a draugr outfitted in full armor standing above her, bloodied blade in hand.

Before she could even scramble away, the walking corpse raised it's blade and swung... then suddenly came to a halt. The sword dropped from it's hand and it looked down at it's chest, and at the steel blade sprouting from it. Then the pale fire died in it's eyes and the blade withdrew, allowing the draugr to crumple to the ground.

The tall, bloodied figure of Shan'axi wasted no time in coming up to Vienelle and helping to haul her to her feet.

"C'mon, Vie, we've gotta go," he said in a surprisingly calm voice, getting a firm grip on her wrist and helping her to her feet before promptly herding the still a bit dazed Viene to the gates and out of the city, following Helena and company without another word.

(BRB.)