Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140330230839/@comment-12599067-20140331020203

The firepot briefly blazed with an almost cheery light before breaking against the beaten trail and igniting the other firepots, setting the lower levels of the siege tower ablaze. However, the rain was still pouring down and there were still conjurers mixed in with the Necromancer's summons, and in moments a small number of mages had gathered around the flames and were using spells of frost to try and kill the flames before they spread to the upper levels.

A rapid-fire stream of commands spoken in some forgotten tongue came from the highest level of the siege tower as an undead Ayleid commander scowled down at the charred wood where the fire had once been. A small number of walking corpses clad in ancient elven, Nordic, and Cyrodiilic armor broke away on command, turning to the undergrowth on the side of the road where Raelynn was hiding. There was another loud command in an old elven tongue, and the undead soldiers drew their weapons and advanced, lifeless eyes searching for the unseen attacker.