Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150429063943/@comment-29461586-20150506205046

"Really?!" Otar smirked. The mages' spells were only very temporary, and the brutal free-for-all resumed.

"You underestimate me too..." He coldly remarked. He drew his glass sword, which seeped with stamina and magicka poison.

"Now, we fight as equals." He gleefully said.

Alana stumbled upon the fight after forcing herself towards it.

"You..!" Alana growled in anger.

"Oh..! The escapee from Markarth! Shame..." Otar noted.