Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161126014740/@comment-24530992-20161129025139

Greed came out from hiding, spotting a guard in the back. He charged at him, the guard being caught by surprise. He pulled a tendril from the ground and wrapped it around the horse's legs, yanking it forcefully to the side and causing it to topple. The guard landed with a thud, slightly stunned from the ambush. Greed took advantage of it and ran, stabbing the blade unto a chink just below the breastplate. The guard let out a gasp as the silver blade pierced his lung, before falling silent.

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Valindor looked at it and sighed, shoving it into his pocket. He didn't think he would get much use from it, and it wouldn't exactly look good on his person. He eventually shrugged it off, figuring that it would've helped the merchant. The Bosmer stepped inside the Drunken Huntsman, curiously looking around for what he wanted.