Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20200821025708/@comment-29038468-20200927191238

(Abyss, it's just two of them. Elanor's last name is Barge.)

Abyss: I just sigh and Elanor turns to me looking rather annoyed. "You said she wouldn't be a problem while she was here!" She says starting to become angry. "I know what I said Ele, but she's still learning. I'll handle it." I state. I take a deep breath and focus on my surroundings, feeling out the surrounding area. "Got it, I'll meet you back at base so we can talk later." I tell her. I grow a pair of Dragon wings and fly off. "Honestly, he really hasn't changed at all." She mutters. She turns to Straid. "Inquisitor, can you give me a status update of things so far?" She asks.

Tikkit: Well, for the time being it's quiet. No knocks or anything. But it probably would be best if Elanor got a look at these draft papers before anything was decided. She might have a better idea of how to handle it.

Ser: Ophelia lunges forward through the smoke, missing Glen physically. But he feels a tad bit drained. The ground she passed by has lost some life, but where she stands now, the ground is dead. Having been drained of its energy. He needs to keep his distance if he doesn't want to end up like that.