Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150510174752/@comment-3293219-20150510231246

"That sickle, that staff and a pretty prize?" The Bosmer grinned, rushing forward and throwing a heavy horizontal swing.

"Yeah!"

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The Dunmer warrior quickly scrambled to his feet and grabbed his axe, charging forward and swinging it, throwing all of his weight into the blow. Arrietty quickly rolled to the side, clutching the other half of her sickle in her hands as she stretched out the chain and made a trip wire, causing the warrior to trip and fall to the ground.

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"No! Please, argh!" The Khajiit cried out before his pleas for mercy were quickly silence with an axe to the skull.