Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26443603-20140903154828/@comment-5540440-20140921024427

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"We're with the Black-Briars now, Argonian. Even your precious little girlfriend." One of the guards laughed.

Thank you for mentioning that. Fel frowned softly before springing (or, spinning more accurately) into action and letting his poisoned dagger slide across any exposed piece of skin within the sweeping range of his strap-held dagger. The last guard left standing unparalyzed was, indeed, the younger guard who had mentioned Fel's close friend Evelyn (random name-thievery), who promptly dropped to his knees with his jaw bumping into his chest.

"Go away." Fel said evenly before striding off into the dark alley.