Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131106034031/@comment-12599067-20131110201554

Makoru leads Kenyon through the tropical underbrush, stopping at regular intervals when patrols begin to luck their way. After about a quarter hour, they arrive at the edge of the complex. A pair of Thalmor soliders stand in front of them, talking over something. Makoru's eyes flash with menace and he draws Bloodharvest.

Makoru: "After you, Kenyon."