Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140308235607/@comment-5735114-20140322175132

The shadowy assailant stirred slowly. The low level of light and the fact that he still had a hood on prevented the Nord before him from seeing his face. The first sensation that the assassin felt was a dull, throbbing pain in the back of the head.

Mustv'e been from that bitch who knocked me out...

The assailant didn't know what they looked like, but assumed he'd know when he saw them, considering their clearly demonstrated ability to use the hilt of a weapon.

Trying to move, the shadowy assassin found he was bound. He quickly gave up the struggle, the ropes were too thick to break through with mere slight movements of the wrist. So, he continued to sit still after, the only difference from before being his more audible breathing.