Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140126160553/@comment-24123288-20140126232955

Eilonwyn instantly recovered from being shoved to the side and stood infront of her Breton, blocking his spear thrust (teehee ^^) with the blade of her scythe. Eerily calmly, she flicked the scythe upwards, disarming the Ashlander before she changed her momentum and swung to the side, cutting the natives neck.

He fell to the floor, coughing and choking on his own blood as it sprayed from the severed artery, making a rather large pool on the floor.

"For gods sake Nish. Stop getting hit in the face. You'll have none left before we reach the mountain, and I won't like that..."