fellowknight
The Devil In The Details
"It's alright, Baroth. From what I've seen, I'm certain he won't be hit." Baroth nodded and let go of his hilt. He really meant to bring no harm to the man, unless he lunged at Marius of course. Besides that, he had utter faith in the man's skill and knew he would be fine without the spell. He twitched his finger slightly, and the green armor faded from the man, who almost sighed in relief. "Got to trust in something eh? It's why I don't use enchanted things. It's principle." Baroth himself wasn't to fond of conjuration magic. It was so annoying when someone conjures a sword in the middle of battle. It just seemed so....weak, to him.
Marius turned to the Argonian, and with a nod of his head, and a quick, subtle glance to the mercenary asked H'sikar silently to protect the man. "Now then, time is of the essence. Deal with the archers, please." He turned to Simus. "Commander, make a mess." At last he turned to Baroth, and said with a fierce smile, "Come on Baroth, let's show Dagon what we sons of Skyrim do to those..." He trailed off, and put his armored hood back on. "...that try and squash us." Baroth gave a small chuckle but it was immediately halted by an arrow that grazed his shoulder. He ducked and rolled down the volcanic slope, Marius following close behind. He trudged over the distinct red grass he identified as Bloodgrass .
Then they came upon a jagged wall of stones that led up to the top of the ridge. He nodded to Marius and began climbing. Behind him, he heard the sound of the arrows as they zipped towards them. He kept his left hand on a rock and raised his shield with the other. I hope Marek and H'sikar reach those archers soon. He thought, as the volley ceased and he strapped his shield on his back. He climbed as fast as he could, he only had a few seconds before they fired again. He had barely reached the top, along with Marius, when the second volley was fired.
He stepped in front of Marius, unstrapping and raising his shield, taking an arrow to the right shoulder and one to the left mid thigh. "Arrrghhh! Move!!" He yelled to Marius, pushing him to the formation they needed to reach. He panted, leaning against the rock, as he quickly pulled out the arrows. "Ahh! Agghh!" He yelled in agony, as he brought up his right hand, a white-yellowish ball of light in the center. He healed the shoulder while his left hand healed the thigh wound. When they were both mostly healed, he slowly stood and faced Marius. "Let's.......go to work! We have no time to lose! Aim for the Main front, we don't want this rock falling back on US now do we?" He said, as he unsheathed his sword and began cutting away at the base of the formation of volcanic rock.
Marius turned to the Argonian, and with a nod of his head, and a quick, subtle glance to the mercenary asked H'sikar silently to protect the man. "Now then, time is of the essence. Deal with the archers, please." He turned to Simus. "Commander, make a mess." At last he turned to Baroth, and said with a fierce smile, "Come on Baroth, let's show Dagon what we sons of Skyrim do to those..." He trailed off, and put his armored hood back on. "...that try and squash us." Baroth gave a small chuckle but it was immediately halted by an arrow that grazed his shoulder. He ducked and rolled down the volcanic slope, Marius following close behind. He trudged over the distinct red grass he identified as Bloodgrass .
Then they came upon a jagged wall of stones that led up to the top of the ridge. He nodded to Marius and began climbing. Behind him, he heard the sound of the arrows as they zipped towards them. He kept his left hand on a rock and raised his shield with the other. I hope Marek and H'sikar reach those archers soon. He thought, as the volley ceased and he strapped his shield on his back. He climbed as fast as he could, he only had a few seconds before they fired again. He had barely reached the top, along with Marius, when the second volley was fired.
He stepped in front of Marius, unstrapping and raising his shield, taking an arrow to the right shoulder and one to the left mid thigh. "Arrrghhh! Move!!" He yelled to Marius, pushing him to the formation they needed to reach. He panted, leaning against the rock, as he quickly pulled out the arrows. "Ahh! Agghh!" He yelled in agony, as he brought up his right hand, a white-yellowish ball of light in the center. He healed the shoulder while his left hand healed the thigh wound. When they were both mostly healed, he slowly stood and faced Marius. "Let's.......go to work! We have no time to lose! Aim for the Main front, we don't want this rock falling back on US now do we?" He said, as he unsheathed his sword and began cutting away at the base of the formation of volcanic rock.