Board Thread:Roleplay Ideas/@comment-26210095-20161015002246/@comment-26444332-20161023021243

Eureka Enderborn wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: Eureka Enderborn wrote: Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote:

Eureka Enderborn wrote:

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote:

Eureka Enderborn wrote: He promptly finds himself staring down the barrels of a great number of guns.

The man in the Anubis mask stands. "Infidel." 'I prefer to think of myself as a cure to self-styled gods.'

Asariel snaps his fingers, saying, 'Rho Aias.'

With a ripple of golden light a large seven-layered shield of rosy light in the form of a seven-petaled flower appears between him and the gunmen. He hears the sound of vehicles and shouting behind him. Sounds like more support.

The Pharaoh sits back down on his golden throne beneath the statues of the gods. "I do not presume to be a god, outsider. This is merely a title I bear, granted to me by Ra. And you, interloper, are grossly outnumbered and outmatched." 'Outnumbered? Certainly. Outmatched? That remains to be seen.'

As he speaks, several ripples of golden light appear discreetly about the room. He is shot through the leg by one of the men surrounding him, shattering his concentration. The bullet is deflected into the floor by the rosy shield of light surrounding Asariel.

'Shoot all you like. Nothing pierces Rho Aias short of a tank's shell.'

(How can you maintain the shield and produce weaponry at the same time?)

(Multitasking.)