Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140518233406/@comment-5583506-20140531203223

"Don't mean to spoil the moment or anything, but if we don't find a stronger option than these doors and the sarcophagus; find a way to kill the draugrs outside; or find an alternative escape route, we are pretty much sitting ducks in here!"

A draugr managed to squeeze an arm in between the two doors. It tried to find itself a grip around her hair. Without any means to move her shoulder from the door she was incapable of chopping the arm off with the sword.

Why does it always has to come to this?

She opened her jaws wide and bit down deep and hard into the knuckles of the rotting hand grabbing for her. With a quick move backwards with her head she ripped the draugr's rotten fingers off and quickly spat them away in a different direction. She made sure not to swallow any blood or flesh, there was no telling what these kinds of creatures could carry for diseases.