Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-6006054-20140518011823/@comment-6006054-20140526211939

The archers snuffed out the candles, and faded into the darkess. The fishing boat was now a blazing bonfire. Breldon had lept from the boat into the lake, and was struggling to stay afloat. Nahlgaaf stood on the bow of the ship, shrouded in flame and smoke. His eyes made out a lone figure on the docks, watching the boat burn. Nahlgaaf raised the crossbow he had grabbed earlier and fired.