Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140906173711/@comment-5543592-20140914194231

(The duel will not be to the death, Billy.)

As Celanar was getting suited up, the rest of the group was let out, over a bridge of lake Rumare and down south below the city. It was a long walk, but the air was cool and the sun's light just starting to dim.

There was an area, with two little camps on either side. It looked like what one might set up for a friendly game of cricket. Of course, this was going to be a duel.

The Thalmor were gather on the souther side of the dueling are. There was one large tent on the Altmers' side. Emrey assumed that's were Anaril was. Then something hit him. Anaril was vicious with a blade, perhaps better than Emrey himself. And he was also a power shock mage. The Justicar was a very talented fighter, while Emrey had never seen Celanar in action. If anyone was watching the Knight closely, they would notice Emrey's breathing got visibly heavier and all his muscles stiffened up.