Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131223145721/@comment-11457306-20131227033949

Anwen and Torene pushed open the doors to the dungeon proper. A long empty corridor stretched ahead of them, cells on either side. They could hear faint cursing. Anwen started to charge forward. Torene grabbed her arm and threw up a powerful ward, but not before an elven arrow sank with a wet 'thunk' into Anwen's left shoulder. A few inches down and it would have pierced her heart. She staggered back, grunting and went to one knee. She made no other sound.

Torene stepped forward to draw them out, charging Ice Spike in the hand that did not hold the ward. Anwen rose behind her, lifting an axe in her right hand, with death in her eyes.