Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141022235724/@comment-5543592-20141028000925

(Much too far for throwing knives, Maxi, otherwise the group would just jump over there.  They're, like, really far away, like 70m, give or take a few.  But it doesn't matter, really.)

Dominion soldiers fell as arrows and spells alike rained down on them. Suddenly, the fighting had started again, with the Bosmer having the element of suprise. Daithi and J'Baad continued to fight, like nothing had even happened, until the latter took an arrow through the back of his thigh. It was unknown who fired it, and no one ever would. J'Baad's leg buckled, and his own weight sent him tumbling backwards, off the edge of Falinesti.

The khajiit was surprised, however, to find that he was not falling to his death. Daithi had thrown himself to the edge after J'Baad. J'Baad was now dangling, his head several hundred feet above the ground. His only source of survival was Daithi's hand which had snagged his foot. Daithi himself was lying flat on his stomach at the edge of the tree.

"Grab my hand."

J'Baad stared angrily at Daithi's face. "Why? Why you and not me?"

At Daithi's side Valuril appeared. "Daithi!  You alright?" Daithi simply nodded in response. J'Baad looked past Daithi, he could see the high ground Larethour had set up on from his upside-down position. The governor made eye contact with J'Baad. The Altmer simply shook his head, and turned away. J'Baad's heart fell. He'd been abandoned. Daithi called him back to reality.

"Damnit, J'Baad, grab my hand!"

"Why?" J'Baad said, sounding very disappointed. This hadn't gone at all as he had planned.

"So that you can live!" Called back Daithi

"What for?" J'Baad kicked Daithi's hand. The Bosmer grumbled in pain. His grip slackened.

"What are you doing!?" Shouted Daithi. J'Baad didn't answer. He kicked Daithi's hand again, and J'Baad foot slipped out completely. Daithi stared in awe, his mouth agape, as J'Baad plummet towards the jungle floor, out of sight.

"Daithi!" Valuril shook him. Daithi was in shock. His life long rival was gone, just like that.

"Daithi, Larethour is getting away." That brought him back. Daithi shot to his feet and looked to Valuril.

"Do you have things under control here?"

Valuril hesitated. "We will."

"Where'd he go?"

His general pointed towards a set of stairs, which lead upward, and Daithi was.