Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20140214020317/@comment-24344819-20140214152227

HahnDragoner523 wrote: Walks-the-Ash runs around a corner. Falmer are after him. Where was the exit? It had been around here somewhere. Walks-the-Ash knows that it is near but can´t seem to find it. Meanwhile, while he was looking around the Falmer where coming closer.

There it was! He spots the door and runs towards it. He pushes the handle but the door doesn´t open.

"What?"

He pushes the handle again. The door still doesn´t open. He hears the Falmer getting closer.

"No no no!"

he starts pushing himself against the door to open it but it still doesn´t bulge.

"Aaagh! Open you damn thing!"

Now he begins to throw himself against it. Over and over again but the relentless door still doesn´t bulge, like something is blocking it from the other side. 8 hours later

"Hmp...!"

Walks-the-Ash opens his eyes. He is sitting on a small rock slightly above the door. It is big enough to fit him on it and also has enough protection to keep arrows and magic from hitting him. He had gotten on it by shooting a hook with his sniper rifle into it and after the hook had disappeared the Falmer couldn´t follow. But one never knows what Falmer might try so he had to keep his eyes open.

"Dozsed off there for a bit." he mumbles to himself

He looks down at the sentries that the Falmer have left behind. One of them heard him and growles something at him in it´s grotesque Falmer language. Walks-the-Ash hisses back at it.

"Nasssty creaturess..." he mumbles to himself again, wondering when they might go away