Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20161225200655/@comment-5583506-20170606031820

Falana grimaced as she saw Aigren just standing there with the handles in hand. "Well... uhm... I don't mean to stress you out, but I think the 'fire at will' rule is in motion here."

"As ready as I will ever be when faced against... uncertainty..." Myrdana whimpered.

The leader sat up on his horse and took the reins, signaling for the group to ride out through the gates. They needed to act quickly and ride as one.

As soon as the Beast Slayer troop had exited Fort Slayer they could gaze down upon the Beast herd encircling the Throat of the World in all its might. It appeared as a vast neverending ocean of blackened fur, claws, paws and jaws. If it hadn't been for the howling winds, brushing the Seven Thousand Steps, Ran'Jinro was sure that he could hear several of his group drawing for breath, mumbling a silent prayer or letting out a sigh of relief that they would soon be at peace.

"Well... my life was pretty shit to begin with", said Swift. "I can't expect this to be any worse."

"Quiet you", commanded Ran, who didn't want the Argonian to dampen their fighting spirit further, if there were any left that was. He barely knew himself if he had the courage to put up a fight against... that moving ocean surrounding the mountain tops. "We will hold them back if I so have to fight them off all by myself. We will not fall here. Not if you lot do your job and help to bring these monsters down, breaking them against the mountainside."

As Ran spoke gigantic projectiles from the fortress came soaring down, lodging themselves deep into the flesh of the giants below. He knew they weren't completely alone in the fight, but really, what would be good enough to drive them off?