Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20160810022256/@comment-25975584-20160816013318

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote:

The Indomitable wrote: "I suffered for nine years! I was the last remnant of my family! And if nothing else, I ensured one thing! That it was as exact as an 'eye for an eye' can be! And, this empire you so despise is the only thing standing between the race of Man, and it's annihilation in the coming storm!"

"Fire."

A maelstrom of countless arrows, slingstones, crossbow bolts, javelins, and other projectiles hurtles at her.

(Please let her not be extra OP, and block...) (Sorry, they don't die quite that easily. For the record, you got close.)

Kurenai looks up, spots the missiles, and her eyes widen a fraction. She steps back, unable to speak a spell in time. Instead, she just regains her lazy smile, and snaps her fingers. The projectiles aimed directly at her are incinerated.

'Good try, Grand Marshal. But Sins don't die so easily, when you're a master spellcaster. Shouldn't you know that by now? After all, Maria survived her head getting all but cut off. That cold black heart should remember her name, right? The Stigma you loved and tried to put down.'

She leans forward and stage-whispers, fanning her neck delicately.

'Would you like me to tell you where she is?' "A mercy killing, considering the rest of you are as damaged as I am, but control it a bit better. On the topic of knowing, I doubt the knowledge will ever be used. Nor do I believe, at this point that man has any hope of surviving. The Visions are dark, and desolate, while what remains of my eye aches even more than usual."