Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160613052136/@comment-26517142-20160615104056

(Sorry.. fell asleep! The eck?)

Oblation: Worthless.. BzzT..Humans... Have no...IDea... What.. MISTRaeasSS... BZZT... MaGdALA.. seeks... (is beginning to tear up)

Jeiel finally stands and pats Tack at the shoulder. "At ease,Miss Basilisk. She's in pain even though she's not showing it. And we have a name now."

I give her a heaving sigh and tell Praetor to back off. "LEAVE this to me."

I conjure Amihan the Sylph. From her, I gather wind and cast healing magic. "Struggle and I'll reverse this spell. Please don't. You are outnumbered."