Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20161107022407/@comment-27950421-20180608041827

The wind begins to visibly coil around the Elder Dragons body her voice a low growl, "Will you boy? You intrude into my den? Making demands that I solved problems that you have caused? You dare disrespect a Kushala so flagrantly?"

As she breathes the air she exhales seems to steam up as if it were very cold and the wing around her turns black, "It seems it is too late to take your hounds advice. I hope you have made peace with your gods."

With a deafening roar she unleashes a cyclonic blast of icey wind.