Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-5824038-20151122125439

Sebastien's actions were certainly unprecedented. Azirath, up above the rooftops, would see the black-dressed man burst throught he door, hear gunshots, and then see a glow from the light magic.

The khajiitwas hit with two of the shots. Luckily, one was in the head. The Nord took a shot to the heart and belly, and fell to the floor, his life blood gurgling out on the ground in front of him.

The Dunmer had time to turn and say 'Wha-' before the light magic blasted him in the face. He grunted with the pain, and staggered backwards. He could no longer see.

'Who in Oblivion are you?' he said, aware of his current position. There was no use in trying to resist.