Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-67.86.204.15-20140624222418/@comment-29458028-20140706033820

Sorin engages the remaining three Fosworn, who blocked him from giving chase, as the cart pushing ones run. Seemingly dancing among them, he easily cut the two of them onto gory ribbons of blood, his sword sending arc after arc of blood into the air as bolts of dielectric breakdown from his other hand firied whatever was left. Sorin Steelfang disabled the third, cutting off his arms and blasting off his legs. The ones pushing the cart had dissapeared, though. He would never catch up

Sorin Steelfang picked up the now disabled Forworn, saying "Where are they going! Tell me!"

"Never!"

Sorin Steelfang decapitated the man, creating another fountain of blood. Tossing the dead body aside, he returned to Markath to report to Thonar Silver Blood.

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Entering the treasury house, Sorin Steelfang saw Thonar, pacing around frantically. He said "I know the one who is linked to your son Erik. He is a Khajit with grey fur and many piercings. By the way, what happened?"

(I'll be off for a while D:)