Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160523114310/@comment-29458028-20160529152712

Hayden sighed, for he had to sheathe his sword and send it to a smith for repairs, for it was near breaking point. He noted the reflective light coming at him, and leapt back, again using his right hand to cast a ward in order to intercept the spell. With his other hand, Hayden healed himself with magic, to compensate for the Strife cast earlier.

"Damned elves. Handle him!" commanded Hayden, speaking to the Royal Guards who had appeared.