Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150220061957/@comment-29559990-20150223124408

(Athorian)

Athorian had his man camped out in the thick forest that surrounded the cave, their bows ready to kill. Athorian had captured a little piggy from this group of bandits, and had made him squeal. He no knew their schedule for this day, and he knew they would be heading out to intercept yet another caravan soon. They wouldn't be arriving though. Not if Athorian could help it.

Soon enough, however, the bandits stepped out of their dwelling, comprised of Orcs and Cats and Nords and Bretons. As soon as they were all out of the cave and beginning their trek towards the caravan, the Altmeri Raiders let the arrows fly, plunging deep into the flesh of the bandits who dared to cross them.