Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-28358106-20180402151937

Tirush tumbles, scrambling for footing as she comes to a halt and righting herself, her fangs bared and snarling.

How dare this pallid creature! This world, drenched in darkness, feeding off of misery, in the lingering cold. It went against everything she knew, and it stirred something in her, something that made her want to conquer, to bring the Great Fire to everything she saw. And then this, this mewling worm...

She arches her back and gives a cry of rage, flecks of magma saliva flying from her mouth, the sound echoing in the valley.

She leaps into the air, flying with stunning speed, straight into the bottom of the low-hanging cloud, her fiery energy building with her rage. She disappears into the gray mass, trailing fire, until she reaches the center. Gritting her teeth she gathers her energy, the glowing shell of the ancient language swirling around her as she tucks into a ball, her muscles tensing...

And she releases the thu'um.

There is a flash, and the clouds are blasted away by the shockwave as the fiery sphere consumes the vapor. Moments later the sound of the explosion rattles the stones of the keep, the shaft of sunlight piercing through the hole in the clouds like a sword from the heavens, bathing the keep and surrounding countryside in its golden rays.

Tirush drops from the sky, plummeting straight down.

The ceiling of the keep bursts inward, collapsing as she crashes through like a meteor. Stone and splintered wood showers everywhere as the cloud of debris is illuminated by the sunlight now pouring into the chamber from above.

She stands, unfolding from her crouch. She spreads her arms and splays her talons, her blazing eyes locked on the Vampire as she roars defiance.

"YOU DARE!"