Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161201013236/@comment-26444332-20161216002821

'And what does that say about you-' she begins to say, before the large oak next to them shatters into several thousand splinters.

They watch as Archer slowly picks himself up from the ruins of the tree, struggling to stand. Twin pinwheels of flashing light, one bright and one dark, spin out of the forest's depths to land in his hands, revealing themselves as his twin short-swords.

'You are indeed strong, Crystal of Chanting Psalms,' he murmurs, before a furious red light pulses through the woods. A red bolt of lightning, at the centre of which is Elspeth's spear, launches through the air out of the direction of her cottage. He avoids it, but it twists in the air, like a living thing, to sail back into the forest.

'Ehm... if the Stigma is throwing a legendary spear about, we should probably continue running,' remarks Avrel, before redoubling his pace.