Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-26517142-20190606235533

Konigia stands up. Her throne of black staves and stakes sink away as she looks to Joseph. "Then that is all we need to know." The head of the Blood Order now looks to the rest with an air of authority. "Egress the Swathing...is our one true enemy. She has bent Quitonne to her shape abd and will from the very beginning...which....means that we will have no more qualms in proceeding to crush her very desire for conquest.

The plan of attack will resume. If she already conspires at Daspire ..then all troops are to be manned, and all our efforts will be pooled to destroying both Quitonne and that loathsome deathweapon. And..if need be....we destroy Egress the Swathing herself. WE MUST MOVE AT UTMOST HASTE!!" she yells in command.

Jeiel folds his arms and collects as Ophelia, stumped in her disappointment of not being able to make Jeiel withdraw from the war, leaves. Jeiel looks to Isaac. "Hey. Since when have I ever bowed to fate or destiny? You already know by now that I've bitten that all off my face and treaded towards a path of my own. I tell you.. (turns) I'm saving her. I'm staying alive. I'm not going to DIE HERE."

THE Clowin all exchange looks and face Jeiel. "Then...the two of you will indeed, infiltrate Quitonne?" Arith asks. Jeiel smiles. "Yep. You know you girls won't stop me when I say so." "Indeed." said another of the Clowin, joined by her sisters. On the other hand... Battoria slowly slips off and follows Ophelia...wondering what she would do next..

To Joseph, Jeiel turns. "Do you have any plans of saving her? The.... Velvetin, I mean. If you need some help from me... I can offer what I can for it."

Meanwhile.. Geralda clears her throat. "CAAAAAN I speak now, chumps?" --- Lyndis agrees - and in her Vampiric state she plows past the gathering of Plague Priests cohorts and they shriek after her, swinging their contaminated scythes. Several remain with Atrea..as she looks on over and laughs at her enemy, Pir'e.

"Before that CAN EVER HAPPEN...YOU WILL FALL TO YOUR GRAVE!! "

AT command, the Plague Priests generate pale wings as they surge forth to Pir'e swinging their scythes on her visage as they box her in the middle. Atrea watches...the darkness around her, Pir'e and Lyndis continuing to manifest and obscuring sight..

With Lyndis, she jumps back to the Daedori, who all face her direction and generate pipe-weapons. They yell. "CEASE!"

"Like I give a DAMN!" said Lyndis as she created a massive hammer out of blood - and slammed it on the earth with tremendous force. All Daedori were slammed out of the way as she sped to the machinery --

Only to be stopped by the following Plague Priest who narrowly misses a cone of her clumped hair. "YOU WILL PAY ONCE A SLIVER OF HAIR IS REMOVED THERE!!" Lyndis yowls as she turns to her aggressors and charges at them.