Starter for @maelcholuim
Orianna dashed through corridor after corridor. She was irritated beyond belief. An easy job, her client said. Very few guards, her client said. Right, and she was a drow.
Orianna skidded to a halt, as seven guards spotted her. Well, there was no going back; so she drew her rapier and charged, throwing fire bolts as she ran. She managed to kill three guards before she got within sword range of them.
The sound of steel on steel could be heard echoing through the corridors. Orianna was in a battle for her life. Dodge, block, dodge, dodge, block, strike and repeat.
As she was a dodging another blow, she saw a blinding light in her periphery. Distracted, a blade edge glanced off her cheek. She growled and refocused. She couldn’t afford to be distracted. Orianna needed to get home so that she could wring every penny out of her client. She was not getting paid enough for this shit!