Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20140815133519/@comment-5824038-20140911073354

Glorfindel was slipping in and out of consciousness, but he had realised his predicament.

''Not... crows... of all the daedra in this accursed realm, why did it have to be crows...? Perhaps... maybe I can... no, it would never work. They are too many, and too strong... although, there's little other choice... have to do it... now...''

Glorfindel summoned all of his strength, and lashed out. This move surprised the crow who was carrying him, and they dropped him. With that Glorfindel summoned a frost atronach, which began to attack the crows, while he himself lay on the ground, trying to use his healing magic to improve his situation.

By the time the crows had dealt with the atronach Glorfindel had enough left in him to try and fight them. One crow down, that's good, he thought. ''And another. Even better. Argh! What was that!? Not... not good, whatever it was. Still, there goes a third. Only... the boss left.''

'You can't do this!' yelled the crow. 'I was so close - you can't ruin it!'

'Sorry... to disappoint...' Glorfindel spat back, before stabbing the crow in the heart.

''Now I can rest... now I can... sleep...''

Glorfindel fell to the ground, and enjoyed a moment of respite.