Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141007044356/@comment-5543592-20141022015019

The Dominion tried to rally to the great hall, but met increasing resistance from the group's ballistae. Ma'Jharo's defeat of their commander, who had been leading the front line (albeit, a tight one due to narrowness of the walkways) sounding crushed the Altmer. They were routed, and those who were not slain, fled. Thirty made it out alive.

The Bosmeri were not without their own losses though. It had been a massacre for the first half of the battle. They were weak, and the Dominion knew it. It wasn't long before they would complete the kill.

The way was clear (except for the mounds of dead Altmer) in front of the ballista and Valuril walked up. She had an arrow in her side and her breast plate was scrotched, but she was only limping slightly.

"Good work." She congradulated the sell-swords, and it sounded very heart felt. "The rebellion owes you it's survival.  Once this is over, if any of you need a permenant place to stay, Arenthia would welcome you as heroes.  "Your rooms should be in good condition, considering they are towards the top of the tree. Rest if you need it. We'll tell you what we have in store tomorrow morning. Regardless of how bleak things look now, we do have a plan."