Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20171121012820/@comment-7262318-20171210233414

"Everyone's nuts," Goriyn said, being left alone. "Some more than others..."

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As Irasil pressed on, he could see Lorenz coming and following. It seemed they had the same idea.

They didn't make it far however. Midway through the travel, a horde of skeletons popped up out of the sand, all with swords drawn and ready for a fight. The armor on them was strange, as they were wearing a combination of steel, iron, orcish, elven, and even daedric armors. Some were just ingots strapped to their shins. Another was wearing a boot as a helmet.

"Turn now or you will death!" One of them hollered, as he tried to bang his sword against a shield that he did not have.

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"We'll see. She is skilled, but lacks... viciousness," Xavier said. "She's too soft."

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(You around, Zoord?)