Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-28718853-20190417132101/@comment-30014014-20190619155506

"Ohh! Ohh, this one, master! This one!" A flying woman glides close to the individual's crow, petting it softly. Dressed as a djiin would, petite, yet fully endowed. Giggling with excitement, she returns to an individual dressed in a garb for traveling large deserts, painted in green as the woman's pigment, a hybrid of human skin and wind elemental.

"You, outlander! Your companion and you, against me and Silvana!" Two metaphysical blades of wind manifest on his hands, enveloping his arms in acute wind of magic. The sylph hovers directly over him, raising a sphere of wind as well, readying it for a joust.

"The other said you were of no worth!" He speaks again, his irises turning green "I think combat will decide of that! Prepare yourself, outlander! Win, and we shall guide you in this treacharous land you travel in!" With that said, Silvana hurls her sphere of wind, intended on getting the man riled up doe a duel of magic.