Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-67.86.204.15-20140624222418/@comment-29458028-20140706050900

The screams of horror pulled Sorin Steelfang out of his meditation. He grabbed his blade and unsealed his door. The innkeeper lay dead, his wife, daughter and son kneeling by his body. Sorin Steelfang closed his eyes, detecting the life around him. The Argonian was here. Sorin Steelfang shouted "I know you are here, Argonian, show yourself!". The electricity collimated around his palms as he waited for a reply, using his vampire senses to know where his foe would come from.

(I know I shouldn't be saying this, but wouldn't a shadowscale be more subtle...)