Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20170403223152/@comment-26295802-20170408160745

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: As Matthew makes his "tactical retreat" across the park, he suddenly feels a prickling on his skin: a bounded field. A mage's workshop... and a killing ground.

A moment later, Assassin falls out of the sky, sword aimed to take his head off. Mathew dives to the ground. Suddenly, with a flash the lancer materielizes, and blocks the assassin's sword inches from Matthew's neck, with a large oval-shaped crimson shield.