Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140211194942

The nord crawled away from Kaizen, still dazed from the blow to the head as he tried to reach the fire pit, his last beacon of hope in this fog of concussion.

Kaizen stepped forward and grabbed the nord by the collar of his shirt. He dragged the nord, towards the fire pit as he hovered his head over the flames. Kaizen let him go, placing his boot on the back of the nord's head and with quite a bit of force, to counteract the resistance, that was put up by the nord, forced his face down into the flames.

The nord struggled, clawing at the argonian's feet and lower leg but Kaizen didn't even flinch.

He kept the bandit's face in the fire, until he stopped moving and expired...

The Black Argonian took his foot off of the victim's head and stepped away, looking at the body as it was lay face down in the pit that used to be a campfire. The fire had been doused out by the nord's, heavily charred, face.

He noticed that his prisoner had fled the camp, looking to his left to see her, knelt next to the bosmer’s body.

He went over to retrieve her and tend to her injuries.

