Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160614222410/@comment-5543592-20160618132736

Szeth had lured the Bosmer away so that they were no longer pounding on the door, but attempting to defend themselves from him.

The claymore had massive reach, sliced through the air with uncanny quickness, and had virtually no weight, making it horrifically effective weapon, especially against those who were pinned between two walls of an alley with no way to get inside Szeth's guard.

The Nord sighed slightly as he lopped off the arm of one elf who tried to charge him. It had been too much to hope that one of the elves would've finished him of while he had been disoriented. So really, it was their fault that they were making Szeth kill them now.