Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-9075949-20170128203423

"Alright. I'll see you at lunch." he said, as his two friends nodded and walked away

"I was just standing there, by that house over at the end of the street. It was a pretty quiet night, a bit too quiet if you ask me. Then, suddenly, I saw some man approaching the house. Was about to run up to him, but he killed the two by the door to Ealie's house. They hen entered. I wanted to go and ambush them, but more of them came out of the sewer plate. i had to sit and observe. Next thing I hear is some shouting and a man flying out of the window and onto the street. He was bleeding from his skull, and the assassins rushed over to help him. Ealie ran out, limping, and called me over.

I gave her a hand, helped her get away. We ran for the Waterfront. She got onto the ship and upon seeing more of those bastards, told some of the Spellswords to go attack. I helped her onto the ship, but something exploded and the ship burs into fire. I got third degree burns on my back and legs, and as I reached the shore after jumping out, I got hit in the head with a mace. That was that for me, they left me for dead, but I got saved by some Imperial Guards. Cyrodiilians ain't so bad as folks on the Isles say. I survived thanks to their fast reaction and their skilled surgeons."