Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141225000533/@comment-5583506-20141225185709

Valkyrie bit together hard as she could feel the taste of blood in her mouth.

A taste I am not all too unfamiliar with...

As two new Thalmor agents charged against her she lowered her guard and waited for them to get closer. The bloodied and shimmering blade of Frostbite rested lightly on the snow as she mustered her strength for what she was about to do.

When the first attack came, she danced around the blow with a graceful twist, while still spinning she chopped both of the Thalmor's legs off, leaving him in the snow as a cripple. The elf cried out in a mix of pain and shock. Still turning, she sent the tip of blade straight into the forehead of the other Thalmor. He froze up in his unfinished action as his conscience drifted away.

As soon as the Thalmor was as lifeless as a ragdoll, she dragged her blade up and splitted his head in half. His body collapsed backwards with a dampened thud in the snow, sending a cloud of flakes dancing around in the air.

The crippled Thalmor tried to crawl away, but Valkyrie wasn't about to show any mercy. No, mercy had ever been given to her and she wasn't about to give one to these creeps. She stepped on the Thalmor's back and shoved her greatsword straight through the heart and the ground, pinning the body in its place.