Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140920215822/@comment-5543592-20140920220745

Efmrider wrote: "I would not trust my eyes, Commander," said Harridan, looking over the area with a practiced eye, seeking places for ambush. They may be inside the gate, or hidden by magic. "We've already been fooled once." "Just what I was thinking." Muttered Emrey.

"Take him, J'Baad." Ordered the Knight. With one fluid move the Khajiit assassin snapped the driver's neck, taking the reins for himself immediately, as to not spook the horses. The dead body slid from the cart.

"Oh, no, please, no..." Begged Emrey's captive. The Nord showed no mercy. He grabbed the elf by the bottom plate, around his waist, and hoisted him from the cart. The elf was about to scream, but he hit the ground knocked the wind out of him. As the cart continued onward the rope tightened immediately, resulting a quiet crack from the body that was now dragging behind the cart. Once he was sure the Thalmor was dead, Emrey threw the rope out as well.

"We'll have to make do with what we find, then." Said Emrey. J'Baad pulled the cart over to a well hidden spot at the edge of the camp and Emrey jumped out. Conviently, they were at a sort of forge and weapons of all sorts were around. Emrey's eyes immediately locked in on a very elegant, shiny weapon, one shaped like a young moon. It had hand holds for both hands and he slashed the weapon around a bit for practice, liking the feel of it.