Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190331231911

(Everyone) Pramool watches silently as his forces are starting to dwindle, their countless numbers starting to become manageable. Though they remain in the thousands, the devastation unleashed by Grimgarl and his kin, has called into question if those numbers would be enough to secure a seamless victory. That is when Pramool decided to offer his aid to his thralls.

Raising his hand a ball of fire ignites in his palm, and a stream of smaller fireballs in the thousands erupt into the air and begin peppering the battlefield like a meteor storm. Each fireball hits a random target indiscriminately and explodes like a bomb. Homes within the city are engulfed in flame, walls blasted down, entire group’s of soldiers and people blown away. The hellstorm continues on like rain, pelting anything and anyone.