Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-28358106-20170219064454

(Sorry guys, got trapped in the shady nether regions of obligation.)

As Cyndwella laughs maniacally, screams reach her ears. She turns to see a cloud of arrows falling on a group of people running down the main road to safety. The carts and wagons they were pulling are abandoned as people flee, some taking refuge beneath them as best they can. Cyndwella begins to turn away with a sneer before rolling her eyes and appearing above the crowd in a burst.

She floats in the air, several arrows passing right through her. Her cage shrieks and groans with the peal of rapidly bending metal, as its tines whip loose and rapidly expand and split like a tentacled sea monster. They whipcrack and gyrate almost too fast to see, the tinny sounds of arrows being batted away by the dozens ringing above the din.

She turns and looks at the people that are taking cover. "Get out of here, you idiots! They won't stick to arrows much longer!" Her words are spat with contempt.

The huddling people scramble to their feet, women picking up screaming children as the men lead them away as fast as they can go.

Cyndwella turns back to the battle.

"This shit is getting old...I want to get in there and see the looks on their faces when I show up..." She growls to herself.