Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140206023248/@comment-12599067-20140209191727

Novo let out a grunt as the urn cracked over his head, but the powerful winds of the storm cloak had lessened the brute force of the blow and the only evidence that the attack had done anything was a small lump that was forming on his head. He fell to the ground, although aside from the lump, he was unharmed.

Valrendor and Ardoras rushed forward, both prepared to slay Daithi at any cost. One of the elves, Daithi couldn't tell which, had conjured a set of armor and a sword, and was now charging Daithi with his blade drawn. The other elf had conjured up a spectre to assist him and was now sending a volley of fireballs down at Daithi. The Anchorites made no attempt to contribute to the melee, instead focusing their energy into destroying the few remaining wards and runes.