Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160205120927/@comment-29559990-20160303220927

Without any provocation, the marauder who turned felt a fist made of iron land on the back of his skull. From his view, it would appear the fellow guard had hurt him while his back was turned, but it reality, the assailant was Zidicath, still cloaked in the spell. He'd have to make this snappy, however. He didn't know how long he had before the spell wore off.