Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150212105049/@comment-32420582-20150213063348

Fuck, I'm not in any shape to fight! Inigo thought, his mind began racing, he quickly remounted his horse then charged out on his horse and rode off, he rode for Falkreath however some Thalmor that were there to ensure no one got away killed Inigo's horse causing him to fly off the horse and hit the ground, ''Is... this my fate, am I really meant to die? ''he thought to himself. He lie staring up at the night sky, the last sight he was sure he would see, he watched as an archer stood over him with a dagger in hand. Inigo held a netural expression, he wasn't going to give them the enjoyment of him begging. They then said "We'll take this one prisoner, he is weak enough." they then bent down to bind him but before they could do so a red aura formed in Inigo's hand.

Inigo let the spell go which absorbed the lifeforce of the elf and made Inigo stronger. He got up slowly, his weakness dying off, he picked up his sword which exploded into blue flames, it called out for the blood of his foes. Inigo felt fangs form in his mouth, Inigo dashed forward toward an unfortunate elf and cleaved them in half.

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Xad ran out of the inn, greatsword in hand, he jumped into battle right away.

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Robin was throwing spells at the Thalmor.