Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10906938-20140628034226/@comment-10906938-20140802000637

Endriel and the other archers had done all they could from their perch, so she had started moving on. As she came to the lever that lowered the bridge, she heard muttering. This voice belonged to a man on a wooden platform on the water level, well below her. He was bent over a rowboat that needed some TLC. All it got was blood and brain spattered on it, though.

Ranic had been advancing, and took a passageway that lead to where Alyssa and Bjounmer were.