Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-28358106-20170711203539

(Hound) "...Calm my...shit?" Cyndwella's eye twitches.

"CALM my SHIT?"

"CALM MY SHIT?!?"

The last comes out as a veritable shriek, causing a good part of the party to stop what they're doing and look over as Cyndwella's flames burst like a firework, growing in intensity by the second.

"Marcus Jaghund, don't you DARE talk to me like that! I am the MOTHER of your CHILD and I will NOT be spoken to as if I were some sort of COMMON WHORE!  YOU are a BRUTE and a BASTARD and you don't CARE ABOUT MY FEELINGS! I DO NOT POP OUT CHILDREN AS IF I WERE SOME SORT OF---"


 * pop*

There is an underwhelming poof as Cyndwella disappears in a burst of violet flame. When it slowly clears, she is floating where she was before, except her tummy is flat, her dress flappy where once it was more filled out.

In front of her floats a cantaloupe-sized spherical cage with a candle-sized blue flame inside it. She stares at it wide-eyed.

"...Oh."

She gingerly reaches out and pulls in the little Wisp egg, cradling it.