Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-27550231-20160721030553

Taking advantage of the distracted beast I rush to collect my sword. I jump over the remaining barricades and search for the telltale scarf that Aurum tied onto the handle. Then I see it planted into the wall and Simrit attempting to pull it out. Walking up behind her she let's out an "EEP!" as I reach over her and pull the sword out of the stone wall.

"Go back into town Simrit, I need you to help hold the line. And don't breath in that mist! It almost killed Aabi and it might kill you. Go! Show those dwarves how a real war is won!"

"Bu-bu-bu-bu-but YOU'RE ON FIRE!"

"Just GO!"

I quickly look over my sword and see the purulence flow from the blade as it glows white with my holy power. "There isn't much time left we have to finish this thing off before the army shows up" Taking a hanging right stance I draw my hand accross the blessed blade and it is engulfed in flames. Then with much indignation I charge at the beast and deliver a powerful blow severing it's front right claw. It reels in agony as a fountain of black tar-like blood spews from it's wound, the claw quickly decomposes into the earth leaving it dark and poisoned for years. The flames from my sword slowly consumes the the rotten fleshof the beast and begins to crawl up it's arm. The dragolich turns to me and I see the area where my beam struck, half of it's face was charred to the bone, blackend and brittle cracking as the flames slowly consume it's face. Another memory flashes in my mind and I see people firing shoulder mounted rockets at many targets, they flash back and forth and conclude in a great fireball.

"I'm gonna need a big gun."

I quickly take a knee and shoulder my sword and it turns to a bright beam of light as it takes the form of a SMAW, Aurum's scarf is tied to the front grip and flows in the gentle breeze. I take aim and place my finger on the trigger.

"And when the trumpets blew, down fell the walls of the city"