Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20200101210542

"Can't tell from this distance, but they appear sealed." Elisiv replied. "We'd need to open one to find that out."

"I say we don't do that. They were obviously placed there by someone, no doubt the elves. Whatever those barrels are they aren't good news." Jof stated.

Costly it was, but the Atmorans were nothing but stubborn. Jarl Harald's vanguard held their ground against the attacks as the Storm and enemy volleys carried on.

"Now would be a good time to attack, Admar." Nesiro muttered to himself as he watched the battle from the walls.

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Admar, the Falmer spy, had worked his way into the Atmoran army when they stopped at Shorstein where he had been stationed. As Nesiro had previously mentioned.

He was tasked with dealing with the enemy leader during the battle and so he had joined in with the grunts in the vanguard. Though as a grunt he wasn't able to get close to Jarl Harald in the formation. Now that everyone was huddled together near the gatehouse, things were different.

Admar looked over at the blonde Jarl, who was a few meters away from him, and held out his hand, charging magic into his palm.

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Agrunac saw the Ice Spike zooming towards him and activated Deeper Thought. The humans around him seemed to stand still as his mind went into overdrive.

He analized the situation, seeing the man aiming his hand at Harald and the Ice Spike that had launched from it at the Jarl.

''An assassin. Who is he? A rival human's pawn, no. Humans are greedy people, but even they wouldn't kill one another when they have a mutual enemy in front of them. Could this be a rival Dwemer? Maybe the spy of another city...maybe. Or it's a Falmer. ''Agrunac reflected as the Ice Spike slowly flew through the air as time seemed to stand still.

The who didn't really matter, the what was more pressing and the what was the assassination of Jarl Harald. If Harald was killed the vanguard would crumble and the battle would surely be lost and the whole war could lose steam. He couldn't allow that. He had his orders.

Agrunac jumped in front of the attack and held out his own hand, casting Greater Ward to deflect the magic projectile. "Look out my Jarl!" He yelled as his thoughts returned to real time.