Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141124222250/@comment-3293219-20141128180956

(Not as well as he was doing, since he got his head chopped off... XD)

Jabin drove his sword through the last of the guards, one had died early on and the other was smoking in the corner of the room, thanks to Divaak's lighting bolt. The Breton smashed his shield into the fallen guard's face, to get him off of his shield.

"I'll be right behind you!"