Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140420221443/@comment-3293219-20140421235249

Maria drew her sword and marched over to the mechanism, looking like she was going to cut through it.

She wouldn't...

The Breton drew the sword and got ready to swing, Set could see that he would plummet if the bottom half of the rope was cut.

"Maria no!"

The storm drowned out his plea and Maria cut through the rope, dropping Set several feat, landing in a heap on the floor.

"Shit... He groaned, pulling himself up and glancing up at her."

''Meh... She couldn't have done it any other way...''

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine..." The Bosmer dusted himself off as he stood up, limping on his recently injured leg and shivered as the wind cut through the holes in his shirt.

"Would have preferred a softer landing though..."