Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180220143037/@comment-17114085-20180225221208

"You're Half-God friends don't stand a chance against the general, with his Daedric Form and artifacts of Boethiah." Anara retorted after a violent cough. "He doesn't need my help to kill them all."

"Carden, wait!" Ysabel yelled. ''He went to the temple and came back? Then Kyrnil and the others must've run into trouble. Probably this army's elusive general. He has yet to make his appearance on the battlefield.''

Once the Hagraven was full of arrows she darted off after the Bard.

"You jussst wait there, Khajiit." He told Ze'laro and ripped off Kyrnil's helmet, tossing it aside. "I don't want you to die so soon, son of Kyne. You will suffer a little longer."

In a flash his head lunged at Kyrnil's exposed flesh and he dug his fangs into his neck. "Your death with be ssslow and painful." He said when he let go of the Nord so he could chase after the Khajiit. Turning to Ze'Laro he said. "Now it'ss your turn."