Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150711194841/@comment-32663439-20150720034457

(I know the strike team would be better armed, but the guards wouldn't know.)

(I'd guess.... this many septims)

The guards opened fire. The strike team was within range of the snipers, who were very accurate. They shot in rapid succession and from hidden locations, and would inevitably take out at least a couple of the members on the strike team.

(Just so you know, Whiterun is a huge city. The guards are enough to make up an entire army.)

Fionn would start to feel extremely hot over a small amount of time, and he could feel the air pressure rising. He would feel like he was getting crushed, after a minute or two.

As Reiter and Elysse approached, they could see people running around frantically preparing for something. A vehicle was parked with the back open. A guard approached Reiter and Elysse. "You two are the ones that were hired to transport the prisoner? Change of plans, the city is under attack. Get in the vehicle!" he said as he got in the back. There were seats in the back that the two ladies could sit in. The guard motioned for the two to hurry.