Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150423082201/@comment-29458028-20150424063809

The bandit waved her hand and a flaming whip of fiery chains swung at Sariel, the weaponry conjured from Oblivion. So far, Vladimir was still stuck between two dremora spellswords. Whenever he felled one, another would take its place.

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"Fine. Say what you want. Go, then. I don't care!" shouted the guard.