Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140103160432/@comment-12599067-20140104201453

Jack cursed under his breath, frustrated he did not think like Nahlgaaf, who he could see moving through the crowd as if he was invisible. No one seemed to notice the mage quietly getting out of harm's way, just another face in the crowd of many people. He dropped Raven onto the carriage and began tailing from atop the buildings, chasing after the carriage and dropping the others onto it when he could.

Finally, it was his turn to take jump. Jack leaped from building to building, hopping along and looking for an opportune time to leap. At last, he found such a moment. He leaped... and fell aside as a well-placed arrow sunk into his side. He didn't even have time to scream before he slammed into the top of the carriage. He nearly slipped off but was able to hold on as the carriage bolted away from the oncoming wave of guards.

"Daithi, tell the carter to take us as far away from here as I can," he requested, surprisingly calm for someone who had been shot with an arrow. He attempted to clamber into the carriage and found a way inside, where he rested against the opposite side of the carriage. He nodded at the nobles and rested his head against the side of the carriage. "Mornin'," he smiled. "Got any healing potions?"