Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170817084409/@comment-17114085-20170913141307

(So Cassandra is almost a thousand years old? Bosmer don't live that long. Their lifespan is around 300 years, unless she's become a lich or a vampire or is extremely magically gifted like Divayth Fyr.)

A Ballista fired on Argaeus's torso as he tried to take on the Falmer.

Rigmor was struggling to keep up against the Centurion, taking one by himself was quite difficult and he had to also worry about dodging the bolts that were shot at him.

The two remaining Templars aided Altera in keeping the mages busy.

Ursine saw that their window of exit was closing, if they didn't make it out soon there would be too many to fight through, they would never get out alive. One thing kept coming back to her thoughts, the roar that she had heard when she talked with the Falmer King. She cursed and kept up her attack on the Centurion. She power attacked his leg, taking the Centurion a bit off balance and allowing Erich to finally roll to safety.

He was breathing heavily. "Thanks." He muttered to her.

As he was fighting the Centurion, Rigmor kept looking over a the Ballista targetting him to see if he was done reloading. It was then that he noticed a while blur move behind the enemy lines. His mind immediately turned to Garm, but that didn't seem right. ''Why is he here? No, that wasn't him. It couldn't be.'' Then he saw another white blur, and another, and another. They moved behind the enemy while they were distracted with the catacomb group.

Then, a sword was jammed into the Ballista and it was jammed. The machine tried to turn around and shoot at its attacker but it was blasted with magic similar to that of the Templars and it fell from the battlements. Where the Ballista had been was a lone elf with pale skin, white hair, white eyes and white and black armor. "Paladins, attack their rear!" He commanded.

A dozen white blurs attacked the enemy from behind and began to cut a path in the courtyard for the group to escape.