Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20131213224841/@comment-24280666-20131215172901

"Thanks." Nesros said. Suddenly, the elf sprinted to the Leader of the Thalmor and grabbed him. He then snapped his fingers. He was gone. Simply vanished. He had left Nesros facing at least a dozen guards. Then, he saw it. A single drop of blood on the floor. He needed to get to it! But how? Then he spotted a chandelier in the center of the room. He sprinte and grabbed it. He swung over the heads of the guards and landed near the blood. He grabbed the little bit that had fallen and rubbed it all over his hands. The glow from his skin stopped emenating. He turned to the guards and said: "Give the Thalmor my regards!" He jumped out of the window of the White-Gold tower and quickly grabbed a rope out of his satchel. He quickly tied the rope to an arrow and shot the arrow at the huge Thalmor statue that had been erected in the middle of the town. The arrow hit its mark and he swung the bow over his neck as he grabbed the rope. He swung forward and landed on the nearest building. Already he could see guards running out of the tower. "Boy. No wonder I was chosen to hunt that guy!" he said to himself. He began to jump from building to building as he sung an anceint Altmer song.