Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20160806232744/@comment-26444332-20160810002455

A few Arcadians watch from a hill overlooking the battle, spells cast to enhance their vision.

'I implore you, O Seeker, to lend me farsight, that I may speak your words to many.' One murmurs, and his spell-circle flares, blurring to show a a woman's face in the energy.

'Sixth Highlord Iris. The Ollish and the Empire are joining battle. It appears as if the Grand Marshal with the atrocious title has the advantage, in numbers, tactics, and clear-headedness.' The observing Mage reports.

'Well. I shall inform the Council. Thank you, and continue your observation of their battle. If Ollin falls, we will have no choice in our next actions.'

'My lady, what of the vaults in Ollin's capital?'

'They have already been emptied. The Empire will not be retrieving any dragon Divine Armaments today. Lindworm and Wyvern's call devices are both safe, back in our hands.'

'And what of the Inquisitor with the Divine Armament?'

'If he should die, retrieve his armament from the press and return to the isles immediately. We cannot allow them to fall into the hands of a bloodthirsty madman and his army.'