Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161201013236/@comment-26444332-20161211050944

Alastríona follows them after a nod from Elspeth, as she is needed to gain entry to the temple of Rhea. The Crystal of Chanting Psalms turns to Archer, holding her spear in a "high guard" position, tip angled toward the ground.

Two identical short-swords appear in Archer's hands, curved, one black and one silver. He charges the questers, attempting to cut them off, but sparks begin to fly as he is forced to deal with the Stigma in his path.

Not for nothing does Elspeth deserve her reputation, they can see, as they run further through the woods; she fights like a demon, her spear-point only barely visible as a line of red light.

'The temple is a three-day journey,' Alastríona calls, still holding Clarent. 'We'll make it in two.'

Blue and red flashes continue to light up the woods behind them, and the sounds of combat slowly begin to fade.

'Think she'll be alright?' Avrel murmurs, glancing behind them.