Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140609203131/@comment-24438639-20140612042335

-Prision Cell.

The area was damp, moisture had gathered on the walls and created an ecosystem for vines that cracked and broke the stone walls, the only new area of the prision was a cell built with a plaster around the decaying walls and a Steel door, 4 heavily armed guards defended the secret prision while 2 guards watched at all times the prisoner, another 4 guards patroled the halls. Rolaf stood in the center of his cell, his blonde hair had grown pas his shoulders and he sported a beard. He wore raggs and iron chains, his wrist and ankles were chained to the walls. The place were they connected was craked from his endless pounding, for 30 minutes each day he was allowed to eat and use the bathroom. He had spent a month in the prision and finally though he could burst out.

Struggling the massiva nord ripped the chains from the walls, 5 seconds before the door was opened again, he pushed the door the second the lock clicked and threw the guard behind it flying, grabbing the other guard he twisted his chains around his neck and strangled him to death, the other 3 guards came running, Rolaf threw his chocked victim at the first one distracting it before a portal opened and a massive sword fell to his grips, he moved with unnatural speed and strength killing the guards easly, the last one died in a particul horrible way as Rolaf opened his insides to the world and left him to bleed out, when he reached the outside world he was greeted by a guard, Rolaf parried him a few seconds before he sent the guards sword flying and ran his sword straight through the armor, Rolaf pushed the guard of his sword now dripping with red, the next guard was tackled by Rolaf, who forced him to the ground grabbing the mans neck he pushed down breaking the traecha and killing him, he took the other two guards and killed them with his sword, he made his way towards his cabin in Falkreath for his armor.