Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-5735114-20140201175546

(xD. In my defense, it was Emma's idea!)

Seeing the ice witch fly away, Talsakr began searching for his blade, his actions not his own. Most of the voices in his head were shouting or arguing, so Talsakr just took a back seat. He was actually getting rather accustomed to this. Finding it, most of the voices, and thus Talsakr's body, began laughing maniaclly. He charged towards the group of Imperials and Nords, still trying to cut through the ice. He sliced through the back of one Imperial's neck, followed by the front of a Nord's one. A few moments later, a giddy Talsakr was surrounded by corpses and covered with blood. The ice and blizzard had started to dispel, and as Talsakr slowly regained control of himself, he was horrified at what 'he' had done.