Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-26210095-20150920123942/@comment-25344655-20150922015619

Glosur smiles, as it hits dead on. She is shot in the leg with a bolt, which flies through her leg and bone, and her bow is confiscated, but she watches as Glosur glows golden, and blows away all trees in a mile radius, and the arrow disintigrates and the wound heals, as he falls down, fully healed.

"Forgot to mention that bit. I cant die. Its a  curse, really. Take her to the prison car! I want a word with her. No torturing!"