Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140617012435/@comment-24147026-20140620012434

Tuckyr narrowly avoided the goblin tumbling down at him as he caught up the the girl who he thought was human, now though as she took off her hood he could see she was another one of the elven folk. Beautiful as their kind had been told to be, he would be lying if he didn't admit to staring at her and her shapely assets even in the midst of the battle. His duties as a Knight came first though, however, her race meant he was not bound to protect her; but stop her like the others of her kind, as well as the Orcs and their kin.

"Hey, you." He called, moving closer to her, broadsword in hand in case she wanted to get violent. "Drop whatever weapons you have on hand and leave this battle. No harm will come to you if you comply."

As if some sort of bad luck, a Elven swordsman struck Tuckyr in the back with his blade, marring his armor with a deep slice. With a grunt, the young Knight retaliated, swinging his broadsword into the Elf's legs, knocking him onto the ground and into unconsciousness.

He turned back to the female elf he was addressing, his face a mix of adrenaline and a deep frown. "So, are you going to do as I say, or will I have to do a repeat performance?"