Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25242640-20140808001210/@comment-25280555-20140821212131

((Yessir, Mr. Wikia sir. =3 Have you made a character here yet? Because if not, they might be walking into a fight which should have no witnesses. Just sayin, we don't want a bounty on our heads.))

-Fi'ra picked off the paralyzed archers, dodging and rolling out of the way of the other Stormcloaks. When the archers were taken care of, Fi'ra turned around to see Erolith locked in battle with the Stormcloak leader. She would have helped him, but Fi'ra was busy with the soldiers trying to bash her head in. Sure they were slow and easy to dodge, but they gave her no time to aim her bow.-

Fi'ra

-The leader was very resiliant for having been shot in the head earlier with an arrow. Erolith was holding back his sword with his two daggers, a stalemate. Or so the leader thought. The darkness invaded his mind, making him hallucinate as he did to K'dar so long ago. The Stormcloak was visibly struggling, sweat forming on his brow. Erolith would enjoy killing this one.-

-Erolith took it a step further, attempting to control the leader's mind. A simple command; kill yourself. His eyes widend and a strangled "No...!" escaped his mouth, but his resolve was weakning. Erolith send the command again, convincing him that dying was better then seeing more of the hallucinations. A moment more of struggle, before the Stormcloak stumbled backwards. He aimed his sword at his own chest, and was dead with a single pull. Erolith noticed Fi'ra, as well as various Stormcloaks, watching on. The stormcloaks looked confused and scared, however, while Fi'ra looked pleased. The dwindling team of Stormcloaks started trying to escape the inn, and Fi'ra aimed another arrow threatangly in their direction.

Erolith