Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160326082831/@comment-29458028-20160416115244

"Well, ask the other lady for instructions. I just came all the way to kill a witch who made me damage my apples, indirectly. She made me lose my money, so I decided to kill her. Not the brains of the operation" shrugged Ariel, as she folded her arms defensively, closing her eyes for a snooze.

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Somewhere in High Rock, close to Daggerfall, in the wilderness.

The thief leapt back, as an arrow landed where he stood moments before. The arrow was no normal arrow, instead being one made of pure energy. Before he cleared the area, the arrow glowed bright and exploded, throwing the thief against a tree, hard enough to break a rib.

His day started badly - he tried to rob a cloaked man with white hair and blue eyes, assuming him to be another travelling noble. The next thing he saw was the cloak being thrown aside to reveal full platemail, as the man drew a collapsing bow that unfurled, firing an arrow at his feet. The thief saw that it missed as he leapt away.

Now, it appeared that it was on purpose, as a trio of arrows flew forth, pinning the thief to the tree he impinged upon, through his two shoulders ... and his groin. The thief closed his eyes in pain, as the armored noble walked forward, soundlessly drawing a sword, which sparkled under the sun

...

Fionn Fontaine frowned as he approached the man who tried to rob him moments ago. He had simply scared the man a bit, before proceeding to pin him to the tree. With an expressionless face, he looked at the man, saying "lowlife. Classless. Usless. You try to rob me? I will steal your most precious ... your life."

Without a change in expression, Fionn slit the brigand's throat, turning to leave after flicking the blood from his sword and sheathing it, the magical arrows he used dissapearing, as the thief crumpled to the ground, now nothing more than meat for the wolves...