Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140206023248/@comment-12599067-20140207041237

(In other news, I just passed by Fort Kastav ingame. This is the fifth time I've passed by a fort to find a dead wolf with nothing but its tail sticking out of the snow. I'm starting to think its more than a coincedence.)

Makoru slunk past most of the guards and found a suitable vantage point as soliders poured out of the front gate. Unfortunately, Kenyon was waiting for them. The Nord unsheathed his claymore and uttered a savage war cry, leaping into the fray and carving into the soldiers. Makoru sprang from his spot atop the battlements with Bloodharvest in hand, and the fight was on. The two warriors fought in unison, turning into a destructive hurricane of steel and ebony as they carved through flesh and steel as if it was paper.

Jack, on the other hand, had clambered onto the battlements and was cutting down any stragglers who ran for the safety of the fort. Claudius contributed by shooting an occasional fireball or streak of lightning at the mob of soldiers, although most of the fighting was being done by the warriors that had waded into the middle of the melee.