Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28718853-20171204002910

(S9/Doc/Hound/Scorn) Lumbre scrambles to her feet and picks up her club. She runs at full speed towards Marcus and leaps into the air, intent on bringing her weapon down onto his head.

In the air, Despoina has some guilt to her as she speaks to Cirelle, "I know I know, I feel disgusted with myself for leaving them behind, but those berserk potions are the best chance we have at putting a dent in those two! You have any better ideas!?"

She looks down at Siara in her clutches and lets out a depressed sigh. Here she was hoping for a fun game, instead she found herself fighting for survival against foes who were practically demigods.