Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160516023321/@comment-5583506-20160622234046

"Oh, sweetie", mocked the Breton woman with the crossbow and aimed at Jared. "You make it sound as if you have a choice."

The bearded Imperial smirked at him. "But you are probably right. Draw your weapon against us and you won't be going anywhere. We will simply just leave your corpse as a feast for the crows... or the Beasts, whichever prefers to have you first."

Myrdana motioned discreetly to Jared to lower his blade. They were heavily outnumbered. For each and everyone of them there appeared to be ten more on the opposite side.

Ran'Jinro groaned where he was kneeling, clearly in pain. He had his hand clutched to his chest, apparently having received a punch or a kick there.

Athorian received yet another smack with the hard end of the spear. "No", said the Redguard flatly.

"I don't like this", commented Evelyne. "I hear some voices outside... and they do not sound friendly."