Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-24530992-20161224013623

Valindor quickly followed suit, not stopping until he reached Hawksreach. Once he had arrived, he burst inside, taking his bow off of his back and nocking an arrow. He released it, but it was stopped when a tendril had interrupted its trajectory. It was then used to swipe the elf off of his feet. Valindor fell onto his back, but jumped back up, grabbing another arrow.

"Dammit, you again?" Greed sighed, his fists raised. He dodged another arrow, just barely.

"Why do this?" The Bosmer asked, simply. He searched around, trying to find a vantage point.

"My motives are none of your concern," he replied. "Just know that when change comes, it will have been our doing," he also added, bringing up a tendril and surging it towards Valindor. He rolled out of the way, readying another arrow. He hadn't expected he would reuntie with an old accomplice in this fashion. It almost saddened him, but now he had to fight him as an enemy, not a friend.