Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25293368-20140828083702/@comment-25418438-20140922044234

J'zah was snarling, he killed fourteen forsworn so far, fifteen if you counted the big gold Nord, fear had made him leave the battle and fear is what made him return, but he was running out of arrows and didn't like the idea of having to fetch them back from the dead in the middle of the fight. "This one needs to gather more I arrows", J'zah promptly fled from the battlements when a thought rushed through his cunning brain ''there will be no one guarding the valuables in the palace, it is the perfect time to strike. ''J'zah raced towards the blue palace, as he reached the palace J'zah saw the man called Lorthskir removing his blade from the Lone guard. That traitorous snake is stealing J'zah's opportunity he thought. J'zah loaded the only glass arrow he had left onto his bow, aimed and whispered to himself "those valuables belong to this one".