Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161113003142/@comment-26444332-20161123180020

'War, you say...' murmurs Avrel. 'We'd best get moving. Let's begin. Straight shot to the harbor. If soldiers get in your way, let them have it.'

Avrel kicks open the front door, and charges out, raising the Divine Skill: Dolueli, beginning to rapidly chant.

‘From a distant land. It spreads life, birth and death. Flaming fires, Night made day by the flames. Distant twilight, jealousy, nightmare. It will bury this world and hell in shadows at midnight!’

With the last words, scarlet flames pulse around the dagger, a halo of red fire, before the shape of a great dragon wrought of shadows and fire bursts forth from the tip of the dagger, roaring and spitting flame.

'Into the breach. Alastor!' Alister cries, and golden flames burst into existence around his feet, streamers of avenging fire racing to envelop the soldiers and spellcasters beginning to react.