Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170524151815/@comment-17114085-20170526110444

With half the Undead sent flying into the walls and left crippled, Rigmor could better fight the Draugr that remained. He swung his Battleaxe back, stabbing a Draugr on the temple with the rear end of his axe. The sharpened Dragonbone easily piercing the weakened bones of the many millenium old Atmoran.

Erich pushed himself up, having been saved by Garm.

The white wolf bit into the undead's arm and tried to drag him.

Rikvard had a hard time pulling himself free from the wolf's grasp.

Erich moved in while the warrior was distracted and slashed at his bitten arm, lopping it off.

With the link between Garm and the Undead broken the two snapped back due to the force that both had been putting into a "tug of war" over Rikvard's arm.

"Garm, go help Rigmor. I've got this." Erich said, though the wolf didn't pay attention to him.

"Zu'u fen hugg hi wah bitar!" Rikvard yelled. He dropped his shield and went to get his axe, what his dismembered arm was still holding.

Erich bashed the Atmoran Longship Captain, not setting him retrieve his axe.

Rigmor put his axe behind the neck of a Draugr and used it to hold him in place while he bashed his head in with his helmet.