Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190303210034/@comment-25808351-20190505202049

(Everyone) “I have had enough of this creature....” Pramool begins to grow exponentially, transforming into his intimidating monstrous form. He towers over the landscape, causing soldiers to flee for their lives. The staunchest of warriors hold their ground, but they are frightened by the presence of the All-Father.

His giant clawed hand crashes into the ground and plucks Grimgarl like a fish from water. Pramool roars in the Crocodile’s face, the sound alone hurts the ears of all. With little effort Pramool throws Grimgarl at the citadel city, the giant beast crashing through home and flattening people.

Pramool’s flaring golden eyes focus upon the defenders as he weights their chances.

“I commend your efforts, but it is futile. Return to the dust....” a giant ball of volatile energy begins to formulate between Pramool’s horns. Isadore teleports out of the city, as Pramool aims the energy downward and releases. The city is engulfed in an explosion. All around humans and Vampire alike suffer in a blazing inferno.