Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170720113953/@comment-19164168-20170805141532

The throne room's door was blown wide open by an abomination. As Blaackhearts went in to secure the area, slow claps could be heard.

"Jarl Korir of Winterhold. I must say I applaud you for your stupidity in mistrusting mages. Now, we get to make an example of you, and keep your head as a trophy for all to see. Although, I must commend your men for holding out for as long as possible. They would have made such fine slaves." the leader of the raiding group said.

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Matthias and his comrades simply used wards to block off Rigmor's Thu'um, causing some of the subordinates to laugh at the Skald, before all the opposition began attacking with a deadly barrage of Adept-Level to Expert-Level magic, with Matthias and Morgan, and around six elite mercenaries serving to block off the entrance. The Agent himself went to attack with the rest, intent on taking the Skald's Tongue as a trophy for himself.

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The ritualist laughed as she bled to death on the ground, stating "Well done." before dying.