Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20171107212103/@comment-17114085-20180124103608

"Seems they aren't as mindless as before." Anara muttered. "No matter." She put her bow away and ignored the insects for now, turning back around to deal with the Allied camp.

"How can wind carry a person?" Ysabel felt a little insulted at such a ridiculous suggestion. "You've been getting too wrapped up in your little balads, Carden." She shrugged and began to use her wind and ice magic to put out the nearby fires. "I'll take care of things here, see if the Colovians or Kyrnil can help against the child of Azura."

Eorlund stopped the Hurricane spell and used Ball of Lightning again, chasing the Dunmer.

Methas grunted with anger and retreated. I can't get close to him, his magic will stun me or fry me before I get a chance to kill him. He changed his grip on his daggers and threw them at Eorlund.

The Nord zoomed away as the Ball to avoid the daggers. He had seen the vials on the Dunmer's torso, he assumed they were poison. ''I should try to avoid his blades as much as possible. Who knows what kinds of poisons he might have there.''