Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-768817-20140905031758/@comment-768817-20140921022637

The Blood Falcons poured out of every orphice of the city. A sea of red. From the sewers, from the windows, from the doors, from every crevice a man could fit in. Taking the Thalmor by surprise. Disembowling them. Cutting them limb from limb. Executing the wounded. It is too late for the Banshee to stop or turn back. It sails towards the bloodied heaving mass of men and mer, knowing it's fate, but not being able to do anything about it.

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Claude heard an explosion, which he first thought was the arch, then he realized it was the sound of blades, magic, and the dying screams of men. Bodies fell into the harbor, sinking past Claude and the Argonians. Mostly Thalmor, but some men dressed in red, Claude could guess they were the Blood Falcons, the rising terrorist group.

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If Darius wanted to bring this ship down he had to set the bomb now.