Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161113003142/@comment-26444332-20161129075137

'I'm sure we'll find out,' Avrel says, before the ship shudders, wrenching along the length of the keel.

'What did we hit?' he exclaims.

'We didn't hit anything. Something hit us,' Alister says, fiery golden light, the mark of ancient Elven magic, forming around one fist.

Before anyone else can react, a massive white-scaled serpent, a leviathan, could up from the depths and bursts from the sea, towering above the ship.

'Water spirit!' Alister calls to the others. 'And a powerful one...'