Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161113003142/@comment-26444332-20161117041540

With the other quest-members retreating, Alister turns back to Saint-Omer and his soldiers. He snaps open his eyes, crest blazing on his irises.

'Flame of Heaven, Alister Ó'Flannagáin...' Saint-Omer murmurs. 'Known as one of the rare Blaze Art bearers, and a rather powerful Stigma.'

Alister lifts a hand, and golden flames scream out from around his feet, dripping from the ceiling, pooling on the floor, and setting alight the library.

'I suppose I have no choice but to kill you,' Saint-Omer calls, before rapidly sketching a burning triangle on the air. 'Now ring out thunder!'

Red lightning flares out from several of Saint-Omer's magic circles, emblazoned with his eye-and-wings crest. Alister smiles.