Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20160810022256/@comment-26210095-20160810053122

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote: The Indomitable wrote: He curses in four different living languages, and two dead ones, while literally shaking with rage. His men back away from him, lest they draw the rare ire of their beloved commander. Azarias sighs a little.

'Shouldn't you be pleased that she might not be dead? You haven't lost everyone you ever loved or called family, after all.' Pain shows in the Half-elf's voice at that. 'In any case, this barrier is about to come down, so stand back.'

With that, the barrier erected by the Arcadian mages shatters into a hundred thousand points of light, and Azarias lunges through, quick with the aid of his wings, smacking the side of Moredel's head with the flat of his blade. The new Stigma collapses, unconscious as Azarias slings him over one shoulder of Bahamut.

'I will take my leave, now, if there's nothing else.' A raven, extremely large, about the size of an eagle lands on the unconscious body and pecks at it, confused.