Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160831215055/@comment-26383377-20160903181145

Calthor was finally backed up to a brick wall, he rest his back on it to support himself, and used it to push himself agaainst Mani. "Do you...not see...what happens around you?" Calthor let out a weak laugh. "Your kin are dying... because you refused to..." he paused to catch a breath/ "to allow me to retreat..."

The knight scrambled to her sword. She reached towards it, but right before she grabbed it, a large arrow crashed beside her, launching her and her sword in opposite directions. The blade landed tip-first and dug itself into the floor, and she landed at Raia and Aphra's feet, her armor dented, her face cut and bruised. She groaned, struggling to keep her consciousness.