Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190421032824/@comment-30014014-20190505024919

One of his hands briefly flashes, conjuring forth a phantasm of thin air at their rear. This phantasm summonses forth two pistols that he starts shooting in tempo at the one over Samuel. Illusionary bullets. All the while it speaks “Rep, Jura. You may want to think moving out. This place is opening up to impromptu performers. The foul kind”