Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140209200651/@comment-5543592-20140212011853

The guards finally opened fire with their crossbows on the group, although they were already terribly disorganized by the time they did it, and the fact that Anneken was going bezerk on them didn't help them at all either.

Emrey recieved a bolt in his shoulder and then another in his lower back, but his resilence caused him to not feel a thing, and even if he had felt anything his rage would have kept him from caring. He was cursing Curvos and Fernar as he sliced his sword across the chest of the closest guard and stuck his blade through the face of a second.

The guards were easily being routed, and were forced up against the back wall of the cavern. There were only six of the orginal fifteen left. They dropped their crossbows, drew their silver swords, and charged.