Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140619144822/@comment-5543592-20140620184458

Pierre tore through the Understone keep doors with small earthquake, cursing two unlucky Dremora who had been guarding the doors. Unfortunately, as he knelt there winded, a Kynval approached him, swining a longsword down at Pierre. The Breton rolled on his side and knocked the Dremora off of it's feet. He stradled it and beat the Dremora's face wildly with his fists. The Kynval would not go down easy though. It grabbed Pierre around the throat and lifted him up.

"Die, mortal!" Screamed the Dremora.

Pierre fumbled for the longsword at the Dremora side, mumbling something in response.

"What's that?" Taunted the Dremora in it's hellish raspy voice. "Having trouble speaking?"

"I've got... your sword!" Pierre ran the Dremora through the face with it's own sword, before falling on the ground weezing. He retrieved his claymore and continued at a slow walk for the throne room.