Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140615080921/@comment-12599067-20140619033019

(Point being, Harold, even if he can't make realms, he could probably escape into one that already exists with relative ease.)

Sysene opened the door just in time for a rock sent by the catapult to crash into the tower that stood watch over the former market of the city, causing the top half to collapse and go crashing to the ground where the market used to be, crushing quite a few market stalls underneath. Sysene immediately understood what was going on and rushed out onto the streets and up onto the walls, conjuring small, jagged knives out of Shadow Ichor and hurling them down at the daedra in a hail of blades.