Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25242640-20140808001210/@comment-25280555-20140811144025

-A little bit farther on the journey, the group heard an angry "That's close enough" breaking the awkward silence. They looked to where the noise came from to see a bandit thug guarding the entrance to a camp, mace unsheathed and wearing iron armor. Fi'ra backed up twords the rest of the group, hands up. She lowered her voice as she spoke to the group.-  Bandits are simple to take care of, but Fi'ra...does not wish to get her hands dirty right now....Erolith? -at the sound of his name, Erolith stepped up to Fi'ra's side and raised an eyebrow at her, which got a glare from the bandit 10 feet away.- Would you mind clearing out this camp? -his gaze turned to the bandit as he observed the camp. He looked back at her with a smirk. "Easily." he said, and dissapeard into the shadows. A few minutes later, the thug at the entrance dropped dead, a slash across his throat. Erolith reappeard, both daggers in hand and looking pleased, as he walked through the entrance.-

-Fi'ra's hands dropped as she turned back twords the group. She went up to K'dar and put her hand on his shoulder, a concerned look on her face- Are you sure you're alright, friend?

Fi'ra