Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20140506012027/@comment-6006054-20140507031428

Nahlgaaf drew his longsword, spun around the corner his group had been about to turn, and buried his blade in a dremora's throat. This was done in one smooth motion. As the armored corpse crashed to the groun before dissolving back to Oblivion, Nhalgaaf spoke to his group. "We will no longer be attempting subterfuge." As he finished the sentence he sprinted to the next flight of stairs, and began running up them.