Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-3293219-20131203161403

(Dream sequence time! :D)

Manja turned around as the door had come to a close. Judging by it's size, age and quality, she had a few minutes before they beat it down.

''Okay... find a weapon, kill 'em, get out of this hell hole, once and for all!''

Manja shambled her way through the ratway and found several places that resembled living quarters, they looked abandoned and few items of value remained.

She sighed as she stepped deeper into the creepy quarters and noticed that a meat cleaver that had been lodged into the wall, surrounded by blood.

Manja reached for it and pulled it out of the wall, it was rustic but it would do the job.

Suddenly she heard a crash and several people yelling, like wolves hounding after they smelt the blood of thier prey.

That's my cue to get the hell out of here...

[]She took the cleaver and the knife and began to make he way towards the door, the imperial from before appeared, his hands were shaking and he began to laugh manically at the site of her. After raising his hands to his head and throwing them back down to his waste, he lunged into the room and began to sprint after her, Manja quickly drove the cleaver into his skull and disabled him instantly.

She then stepped out into the corridor and she immediately encountered a breton woman, the woman looked haggared with bruised eyes that were the tell tale signs of a lack of sleep. She too laughed manically and often staggered about, lifting her hands to her head. Uppon seing Manja, she predictably lunged forward, prompting Manja to draw her knife. Manja ran forward this time and jammed the knife into the crazy hag's eye and pushed her against the wall, driving the knife in deeper until it reached the brain.

As the breton fell to the floor, two more cannibals appeared, the nord from before was now accompanied by an orc.

Shit, do these assholes ever give up?!

Manja turned and made a run for it, it was essential to kill them all, afterall.

As she ran down the corridor another cannibal jumped out and knocked her against the wall, knocking her knife out of her hands. The khajit cannibal snarled in her face and dug it's claws into her sides, it's bloodshot eyes meeting hers.

Manja only had the cleaver to fend him off, one thrust to the gut would do it but the cleaver wouldn't stab him... unless.

She cut across his mid section, several times, leaving multiple scratches across his stomach and chest. The more desperate she got, the harder she hit and the scratches got deeper and deeper. She knew that she was inflicting an incredible amount of pain on the creature, because it dug it's claws deeper and deeper into her hips.

Eventually she managed to make it shriek and fall back, grabbing the shredded mess that used to be its torso.

Manja used this window of opportunity to finish the monster off with her cleaver, swinging it into the side of the khajit's head. Manja attempted to remove the cleaver but it seemed to be wedged into the khajit's skull, realising that the cleaver was now stuck, she decided to leave it and press on.

She continued to flee through the ratway, the congregation of pursuers getting larger as she attracted more cannibals, practically inviting them to the feast.

''Shit! Where's the way out of this forsaken, shit hole?!''

Manja stopped as she saw a large, steel door.

Perfect!

She ran in and looked around for a way to close it, a large chain hung on the wall that obviously powered the mechanism behind the door.

Manja grabbed for it and pulled it down, causing it to slam shut.

That'll hold them...

(Yeah, I'm afraid that this will have to be a three parter... :