Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131116222109/@comment-5735114-20131118220415

Tyranil smiled. Victory was in his grasp. "I need you... to bring me the rest of your group. Unconscious would be best. I'll have some of my men escort you, so don't try anything funny..." Tyranil ordered three of his soldiers to the front. They were stronger then the average soldier, difficult to kill. Tyranil knew Eilon wouldn't be able to harm them without her bow anyways. "Go on then... we'll be waiting..."