Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140901211815/@comment-3293219-20140902140326

Azarath just chuckled, not remotely fazed by Rowan's misfortune.

"Sounds like we did you a favour, shitt boat was liable to break anywa-Argh!" The Dunmer cried out as an arrow hit him in the back, knocking forward with the force of a mule's kick. It was lodged in the back of his shoulder, quite deep in his back as well. The Dunmer looked around to see several figures, stood on the tower, readying arrows and firing them at the group, not particularly aiming at anyone.

"You screwed up now grey skins! Your kind ain't welcome here!"