Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141127202735/@comment-12599067-20141127223953

The assassin quickly jerked his head to the side to avoid losing an eye, but the knife still grazed the side of his neck (earning a hiss of pain) and his face covering fell off in the process. Without anything to cover the features of his face, Kasra could see the assassin clearly and was a little surprised to find that she recognized the man. It was the Redguard man Lorcan had spoken to in the inn the night before, the one named Ahsan. However, she had only a few seconds to take this in before Ahsan reached up with his free hand and latched onto her forearm with an iron grip, then pulled sharply to the side in an attempt to pull her off him.

The ogre dropped it's club and bellowed in sheer agony, but it was done for and they all knew it. But it wasn't done just yet. In it's death throes, the ogre lurched forwards towards Conall, threatening to crush him underneath it's colossal corpse if he didn't move quickly.