Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20150916143234/@comment-29559990-20151006195150

Athorian whipped out his pistol and pressed it against the Altmer's head. "Not for long, he ain't."

"N-Now, Ath, lets be rationale," Calcian said, siticking his hands up as the other Orcs began to back away.

"That times gone."

"Cmon, Ath!" Calcian protested. "I thought they killed you!"

"Bullshit you did," Athorian snarled. "Mongo told me everything."

"Mongo knows everything," Mongo added on.

"A-Alright, look... I can explain.. just please take the thing off my head,"

Athorian didn't budge, but was forced to when a shot rang out across the vessel. It didn't come from Athorians pistol, however. Athorian had dropped his weapon and cried out in pain, falling to the ground as a large hole in his arm began to bleed profusely.

"Target hit," A voice rang out, which belonged to the voice of a Dominion guard standing with a musket near the wheel. More dominion soldiers began to pour out of the cabins and holes and into position. Pretty soon, a half of the deck was filled with a mass of men in Dominion armor, all with swords and only a few with muskets.

"Drop your weapons, criminals!" Said one of the guards, who was presumably the leader of the squadron.