Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-10197675-20131013175615/@comment-10197675-20131021203736

Cleingle gets up slowly and starts to look around for the figure, but he could not see him.

Cleingle: Where has he gone?

He then heard shouting coming from the shack and Cleingle saw three mages running from the shack aswell as the ice mage. Cleingle quickly got his bow out and aimed at the ice mage. He fired one arrow which went flying up into the trees, they were getting closer but they did not know of Cleingle's precise position. Cleingle aimed his shot carefully at the ice mage who was now stud still looking around, Cleingle took in a long deep breath and released the arrow, time almost slowed down in Cleingle's mind as the arrow ripped through the air and then pieced into the neck of the ice mage sending him down to the ground dead. The other mages who were  starteld looked around and could not see Cleingle. Cleingle peeped up over the ridge again ready to fire another arrow.

Mage: Be weary there is someone around?!... wait there behind that ridge!

They then started to bombard the ridge with Fireball spells sending Cleingle down the ridge acouple of metres.

Cleingle: Dammit!