Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20140925102931/@comment-3293219-20141005210943

A group of three, two Bretons, one male and one female, the former appeared to be older than the latter and an Argonian. The male Breton appeared to be the leader as he was walking ahead of the other two, inbetween them.

They stopped and peered into the pit, they were all wearing the same coat, possibly implying that they all belonged to the same faction. They all had longswords tied to their belts, the male had an ebony longsword, the girl had a strange looking weapon and the Argonian's was just a simple steel sword, which seemed to be standard issue for them and their equipment looked quite new and well maintained. If they did represent a faction, it was not one that Dande had encountered before...

"See, I told you that we were wasting our time... The man is dead." The Argonian hissed, he seemed frustrated with his leader for making them go on this pointless detour.

"We don't know that Kuj-En..." The Woman replied, rather shortly as she peered over the edge, she was a young woman, with red hair, her voice seemed to carry some weight as the Argonian fell silent.

"Look, it went through his leg, he might still be alive."

The male Breton observed the situation carefully, as she spoke, remaining silent for the moment as he tried to figure it out.

"Well, what does it matter, we can't exactly carry him out of here!" Kuj-En spat, folding his arms and looking off to the side.

"Why not? You're strong enough! Tell him, Sebastian!" She looked to the male Breton, who was still stood in silence, with his thumb and fourthfinger pressed against his chin.

"I hate to side with Kuj-En but... I don't see a happy ending to this, even if we do get him out, it's not like we have the means to treat him."

"That doesn't mean we shouldn't try!" The redhead snapped, causing the argonian to roll his eyes and wander off, shaking his head. It was obvious that he wasn't as compassionate as she was.

'Sebastian' sighed and peered into the pit, trying to get a good look at the man in the pit, who seemed to obscured by shadow, he hoped that the fall had killed him.

"Well, he did scream on impact... and it hasn't been long enough for him to have bled out..." The Breton straightened his back, turning to the young woman, with the strange sword and giving her a slight smile.

"We have to try..."

This got a smile in response and a grunt from the Argonian, who took his knapsack off and began to root around in it, he handed 'Sebastian' some rope before taking the end of it and marching over to one of the pipes nearby.

"I'll go..." The woman offered, holding out her hand.

"It was my idea..."

"I doubt that you'd be strong enough to hoist him back up, I've got this covered."

The Breton threw his coat on the floor and stood at the trap's edge, he slowly climbed down, off of the ledge and began to descend into the trap, slowly, to avoid landing on any of the spikes.

"Can you hear me down there?" He called to Dande.