Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20160117201116/@comment-5824038-20160209203151

Azirath's more controlled approach fell flat as Arnuad butchered the last thug. He fell to the ground in a limp bloody mess.

Xarxes crawled out from his hiding spot. 'Is everybody okay?' he asked with urgency in his voice. 'Forgive my uselessness in armed combat, it is hardly what I specialise in.'

Talyaras wiped her blood-stained hand on the dead man at her feet, then stood up. 'I think we're all okay, which is more than can be said for your bodyguard,' she said, glancing at the dead Nord. 'Listen, before their leader met his untimely end, he said something about Count Roost, I think his name was, and how he had paid them off.'

Xarxes scowled darkly. 'Roost? Damn. He's an uptight aristocrat from western Skyrim, probably came here for the festival.'