Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140330230839/@comment-12599067-20140408023047

Makoru and his riders cut a path straight through the Worm King's army towards the elven armies of Woodhearth, which were having more difficulty dealing with the undead legions, as they lacked the firing support and high ground advantage given by the battlements of the Imperial City. Unfortunately, the revenants soon learned that they could take down the new foes if they took out the steeds they were riding on, and within moments three more riders were felled by the forest of blades.

As if that weren't enough, a loud shriek resounded as a group of Daedric Titans took to the skies and tore towards the riders. Shadowy shapes were astride the winged behemoths, with plated armor and metal-rimmed saddles glimmering with the falling rain as they drew closer. Makoru cursed and willed his horse to go faster, cutting down any foes that came too close as they charged onwards with renewed speed.