Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29038468-20200821025708/@comment-29038468-20200924031006

(Sorry, I had to leave for work and to get the replies out quick.)

Tikkit: The person who stands in front of Beatrice is none other than Captain Vergent. A tall and imposing figure standing over her. He does not scowl, but he is clearly not very happy to see her. Every primitive sense in Beatrice is on high alert. There is something not right about this man before her. "Are you going to stand aside and let me in or should I take your agape mouth as this is a bad time?" He asks her.

Ser/Abyss: The Baphomet grabs Glen's collar. "You think...I have any idea!? She just...went nuts when we...when we fought!" She coughs out. The Lich approaches them both, looking on at Ophelia. "I warned you to not antagonize her. Yet, here we are. The girl is at an apex of power and you are lying on the ground in a heap. As for you, that orb was meant to keep their fight between them. Now that you have broken it, her wrath may very well engulf us all..." The Lich explains. The thrown-up Zombie Dragons have looked around at the situation and without a word of thanks, they fly off like cowards. They are not ready to throw away what little of their unlife remains fighting Ophelia in this state. Like this, it might even be too much for Straid to handle. There must be other options for something like this.