Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20181210221445/@comment-7262318-20181229043558

"He seemed... somewhat in control of it," Nightingale said. "But he has a very loose grip on it. I shudder to think what would happen if he lost it."

As they drew close to the treeline, Nightingale gave out a whistle. The tree in front of them shook a little bit as Kazrris dropped down from the branches.

"You guys are alive!" He greeted them. "Thank the divines..."

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As Sissta blasted the runes, fire lept out of the walls and began to engulf the entire room, burning the corpses of the orc and Breton and sending flames and smoke into the ceiling and out the door.

"Run!" Ravos hollered as he bolted for the back door. "Run!"

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"Thanks," Baros said.

"You chickening out now, Baros?" Goriyn chuckled.

"No, I... I'm just being careful. I'd prefer to see my son again before-"

Baros' reasoning was cut off by the sound of a massive explosion somewhere down the town. It shook them, and apparently the Thalmor patrols as well. Every armored elf on the street was soon bolting down the street to see the commotion, swords drawn. This left the street, and the front of town hall, unguarded

"I suppose that's our cue," Goriyn sighed. "Let's go, let's go! Before they realize we're already out..."