Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170817084409/@comment-24696651-20170817195059

Edwin did his best to fight his way out of the Falmer crowd, but he was well past his prime and surrounded. Hands clawed at him from all directions, and for every strike he blocked there were two more in his flanks and rear he couldn't see. As he attempted to duck an attack, an overhead blow from behind knocked his head and sent him down. He rolled onto his back, which was the extent of his newly diminished motor capacity. Two Falmer, curiously similar, each held long knives above him.