Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20160820033218/@comment-26444332-20160826052204

Androktasia covers her mouth, obviously hiding a smirk.

'I could fight them,' she begins. 'But I think that might not go so well for me when that other one shows up. I mean, really. That Half-elf is annoying in the extreme, what with his Familiars being what they are.'

She waves her hand, and the men of the Empire surge with bloodlust, giving them strength and speed.

'I've helped your soldiers. Now, children, pay close attention,' she says, obviously forgetting the fact that, as she is, she looks twelve, 'Because I'll only say it once. The two items I have given you were already yours.'

She motions to Vito.

'O unfaithful scoundrel in my service, that is Aži Dahāka's call device. Use it well.'

She then proceeds to wave a hand dismissively in the direction of Valerius.

'O slightly more faithful scoundrel in my service, that is Tiamat's call device. Try not to blow up too much, I hate cleaning up after my followers. And I can't stand it when Gaea scolds me. It's bad enough with mother Nyx.'

With that, a long black-handled and black-bladed reaping scythe appears in her hand, perfectly sized to fit her height. Blood both dry and fresh coats the weapon. Red bird wings, the color of her hair, sprout from her shoulders.

'I think I'll collect a few souls to eat,' she says, and flies to the battlefield, shrieking with delight. Her voice carries back to them over the din of battle.

'Don't take the dragon's advice, and take care of the Stigmas yourselves! Their souls aren't tasty, so I'm not risking this body!'