Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160614222410/@comment-5543592-20160618130034

"That's a relief, I was worried someone was goin' ta get in here." Crimson told the captain.

Szeth shook his head, rising unsteadily to his feet as he saw he was left in an alley way surrounded by Bosmer. That was unfortunate.

For them.

He cast a healing spell on his leg which had been bruised in the fall, before scanning the rioting Bosmer with large eyes.

He held up his hand out to his side, as if reaching for something. A moment later, a massive greatsword materialized in it, summoned from oblivion. The Bound Claymore was Daedric in appearance, colored slate gray with black and red highlights, it was curved wickly. It should've weighed more than Szeth's wiry frame could hold comfortably, but he held the massive blade one-handed, and then rammed it the backs of several of the Bosmer who were pounding on Talin's door.