Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160318050706/@comment-25547106-20160319103413

''Yes, there is one last thing that I wish to show you... If your sources are as expansive as I've been led to believe, you'll know who this is...''

She then gets glimpse of an impossible immense dragon with golden scales and five heads, each of which a different color. The beast rose from an abyss the likes of which she'd never even imagined possible. A ring of flame carved its way through the stone floor, seemingly conflagrating reality itself as the stench of ash and brimstone filled the complex around them. Smoke billowed from the nostrils of the red dragon's head, poisonous gas seethed from the jaws of the green, small jolts of lightning crackled from the sides of the blu's mouth, chilling frost oozed from the throat of the white dragon head, and finally, a thick, foul-smelling acid seeped out from the partially open black dragon head, all of which staring down at the four adventurers. The fourth adventurer was a woman clad in black leather, her curvy form visible in many places, but she appeared sickly and pale, her skin an unhealthy white and her eyes painted an unhealthy blue. Soon, there was another of her, the two interlocking hands and seemingly disappearing into the shadows themselves. "So these fools actually raised Tiamat, huh? It's a shame really... I would have preferred to learn from her while she was alive... But I'll get what I need from a dead god, just as much as a live one!" the wizard says, levitating into the air before proceeding to literally blink in and out of existance, his hands glowing with purple energy as the cleric again summons his deity. The two women in black were gone, but in a moment, a pair of arrows lodged themselves firmly into the eyes of the Black Dragon head of the monstrosity, the fight now completely underway. She felt the muscles of her body tense and the legs beneath her trudge onward, taking her towards the hulking draconic beast at full speed, her fists raised and her voice firing at the top of her lungs, shouting "I'll rip your heart out! None threaten my reality and survive to tell the tale!!" she finds herself shouting in a gutteral yell. She felt the adrenaline of scaling the body of the beast as it took to the skies, bursting the castle around itself, and she felt the heat of its immense body. And then she heard its voice shout back at them all, five deep, differently pitched voices, all speaking with the condescention only a dragon could muster, but with something even more... "You pathetic mortals are the champions of your earth? I'm disappointed! I'll burn, melt, and freeze all of this world and remake it for my scaled children!"