Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140116231609/@comment-3293219-20140121093245

Xeran relished the pain that he was inflicting on her, experimenting on what reactions he could get by zapping different wounds. He began to laugh as she squirmed around, like a garden worm, waiting to be stepped on.

Die... die... die... He chanted in his head as the dunmer got weaker and weaker.

He then noticed something out of the corner of his eye, a khajit leapt out from the corner of the room and jumped on him. Sinir managed to pin the wizard down but he didn't know what to do from there, Xeran took advantage of this by firing a lightning bolt through the cat and knocking him on his back.

Xeran quickly scrambled to his feet, looking around as he panted in rage, Manja crept around his blind spot and lunged forward, driving the dagger through his shoulder. Xeran cried out in pain, before blasting her with a powerful shock spell that threw the nord against the wall, causing her to slide down and land, on her hip, next to Eilonwyn.

Xeran turned back to her, "Ha! Was that 'crazy altmer' a priest with brittle bones disease? Because, I feel like I'm sparing you a great deal by killing you now."