Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24449631-20140917204356/@comment-3293219-20140924213130

Azarath grabbed Elana as she fell forward, quickly lifting her off of her feet before looking back to Griever. He already felt like his injuries were flaring up, there was no way in hell they could take on a force like this.

"C'mon, move!" He barked at the Breton as he carried Elana towards the planes of Whiterun, hoping to make some distance between them and the city.