Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190815003529/@comment-7262318-20190821193236

"Walk out? But you just got here! You can't leave now!" The Nord wailed like a snobbish child.

"Thalin, what are you babbling about?" The elder Skald demanded. "Are the werewolves taken care of?"

"Urgh... excuse me, my friends!" The Nord held out his hand, and suddenly a cloud of black and red smoke shot from his arm. With the speed of a crossbow bolt, it quickly enveloped the Jarl of Dawnstar, who screamed for his life. Soon after, the Nord collapsed to the ground, seemingly unconcious, as the red mist dissipated quickly. The guards and servants had grabbed their weapons and stood by, waiting to see what had just happened.

".... Phew! This body is old!" Skald cried, laughing. "So weak and frail... but it should keep his loud mouth silenced for a while, hm?"