Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131203225639/@comment-3293219-20131204180754

(I had a story arch planned for Corelas but I decided it was better suited for Caleb in Age of Tamriel)

Corelas' change of heart was ever so inconvenient, as the tyranical armies marched through most of Tamriel, he couldn't use the roads and he had to move at a snail's pace in order to make it back to the red mountain.

None of it mattered now, he could see the red mountain and he quickly realised that he was stood at it's base, an achievement that didn't seem achieveable three days ago.

As he was admiring the view, he heard rustling in the bushes and went over to investigate, drawing his dagger.

The thalmor peered over, to see what was inside. Unaware of the fact that he was walking into an ambush.

He heard a snap, then felt himself being thrown backwards into a tree. He looked to his left to see that a crossbow bolt was stook in his left sleeve, pinning him to the trunk of a tree.

Damnation!

Corelas looked up to see several bandits surround him, one of them came out of the bushes, revealing that it was he who had caused the rustling as a form of distraction.

"Ha, didn't think a Thalmor agent would be so stupid!" Their argonian leader sneered.

"I didn't think that this would be a place in which bandits dwell..." Corelas responded, he would have shrugged if it wasn't for the bolt. "The guide books spoke of rats, cockroaches and other vermin but bandits weren't specifically mentioned."

"Ha, nice tongue... I look forward to cutting it out..."

Corelas quickly fired a lightning bolt at the leader, burning some of his face off and causing him to stagger.

His comrades stepped in to restrain the Altmer but were quickly struck down themselves. Even at his most helpless, Corelas put up one hell of a fight.

However, his strength was depleting and he wasn't about to cast anymore spells. The argonian used this to his advantage, running forward and stabbing Corelas in the gut.

"You're more trouble than you're worth elf! Gonna gut you, cut off your ears and feed them to my do-"

The argonian's threats were interrupted as a familiar looking blade came out of his mouth, almost hitting Corelas in the face. He was left hanging for a few seconds or so long enough to gargle. After the blade was pulled back out of it's skull, the argonian fell to the floor and keeled over.

Corelas looked up as a green giant approached him, wiping the blood from a bayonet attatched to his arm.

"How's about a hug for your old pal, Bologra?" He grinned.