Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150203191459/@comment-4363162-20150328150012

A lone figure walked towards an obscure side gate to the city of Daggerfall. Metal gnashed against metal as it trudged towards the two lone guards that sat outside. The guards stood up from their card game, their firearms laid to one side.

"Halt. Identify yourself."

The figure took no notice and continued on its path. It simply continued on its way, its hulking silhouette casting a shadow over the stretch of ground before it. The first of the two guards picked up his rifle.

"I repeat. Halt and identify yourself, or we will open fire."

As if struck by paralysis, the figure stopped. Slowly, it turned its head towards the guards. Like it was examining an interesting specimen. Or perhaps a toy.

"This is your third and final warning. Halt and identify yourself, or we will-"

Half a ton of charging steel barrelled towards the gate. It would seem impossibile that something so big and heavy could move so fast, but -

The guards fired off a volley at the stranger. Without even scratching the armor, the bullets crumpled against the metal. Before a second shot could be loaded, the figure smashed into the first guard. A horrible snapping sound resonated throughout the area as he folded in half like a table. Without stopping, the figure turned to the second guard, brandishing a launcher of some sort. A geyser of oil covered the ground, followed a split-second later by red-hot flame. The guard screamed as he was burned alive, writhing uncontrollably in the inferno.

The figure turned towards the gate.

(If this interferes with any plans just pretend it didn't happen)