Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161113003142/@comment-26444332-20161118024459

Alister stumbles out of the ruins, dull red robes smoking slightly, singed in some places.

'Well...' he calls. 'That was a bit overboard, wasn't it?...'

Golden flames swirl around a small ruby pendant hanging from the Stigma's neck, now recognizeable as Alastor's vessel, his preferred form when materialized but not fighting.