Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140725170325/@comment-10906938-20140802231220

Scathach hid behind a barrel of pickled cucumbers. When the guard walked past, she leapt out and put a hand over his mouth. Her other hand locked his arms in an iron grip. They then struggled for a bit until Scathach dunked his head in a water basin. It wasn't very long before he slumped, unconcious. Before long, he was on the ground with a spilled bottle of wine in his hand and a few others around him.

(Tell me if I should remove this)