Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26052600-20160302043959/@comment-25547106-20160324044844

Armstrong takes the feather and holds it up to the air, making motions with his wrist as though writing before tossing it into the air, causing it to explode in silver dust that drifted in the air before dissappearing in a burst of white light. "And that's it! Message sent. Now we just need to wait for our lovely undead benefactor to recieve her message." he replies, smirking back at DM, who was undoubtedly speechless at the sight.