Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20180701235553

(Jester) The Twins hit stone with sickening crunches. The mature twin crashes through a pillar, while the spoiled twin strikes a wall. They both thud to the ground, battered, overpowered.

“This can not be! He is human! No match for our superiority!” Shouts the once matured twin. “You must suffer for your insolence!” The once mature twin charges Prad recklessly, herself open for all manner of attack.

Alburn takes his rifle from the serpent, his eyes wary of what he sees. “Talkin to a flaming serpent.... That’s a first for me.”

(Doc) Tirush is no fool. She hears it, but feels it more so. A great power, terrible in it’s use but horrible in it’s misuse. Barghest watches her. He enjoys the pain afflicted. Tirush can hear him breathing heavily, like a man who has recently finished a night of pleasure with his wife.

“Your weakness, is your compassion. Wyvern. Do you know, who I am?” Barghest’s voice is shrouded in demonic tones and ill intentions.