Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170111042546/@comment-32420582-20170125021149

Arcann coughed, wincing when the smell, feel and taste of blood assaulted his senses. He slowly pushed himself into a sitting position, ignoring how painful it was to move.

"Heh... Good try..." Arcann chuckled while pulling off his helmet and taking gulps of air. "Been... A long time since... someone nearly killed me..." He remarked, glancing down at the ground and catching a glimpse of his crossbow which had fallen off his back.

"But 's not... enough." He murmured, as he grasped his crossbow with his working arm, and shot at Ruprecht in a last ditch effort. Arcann wouldn't know the result, as after the shot the crossbow's recoil caused it to be flung into his face, which knocked him out.

Okaara approached the guards as well. "Hm, I'm assuming you are referring to me? As I've been told, Maia should have access to this area." He said coolly, despite being absolutely terrified of the two guards.

Azur had taken up to wandering the halls of his family's manor after being chewed out for his bad performance during training. He wandered past a few guards, who in reality were no more than glorified mercenaries or guardsmen who had been unlucky enough to get a posting here.

He drew to a halt as the ever familiar banner of their family came into view, he stared up at the indigo and silver fabric which dangled from the wall. His eyes wandered over the crest, which was a shattered moon that revolved around a sun. Azur honestly never understood the meaning behind it, he had theorised that it was meant to represent a duality of something.