Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-27550231-20171128040232

(S9)

'Jorge' somersaults out of the way of the white knight with unnatural grace and speed. The knight lands with the deft aptitude of a elf who had spent their whole life in a circus. His actions were not something that someone with full plate could do, especially after they were struggling with a simple run.

"What the hell did I just do..."

He looks down at his hands in stupor, wondering if this body was truly his. If he had truly recovered his divine abilities but his attention quickly goes back to the white knight and the path that they took.

"Are you well? Did you out run the blues?"


 * She's HERE! She came to us! She. She knows about me! We have to hide! We have to leave! NOW!

'Jorge' Starts to flicker in and out of reality at times fully vanishing before retuning fully to reality.

'No! We will not hide! we are not cowards! We are not victims.'

'''He's right. That sky whore has no power here.'''

Just as Jorge Finished his sentence lightning struck near him but he knelt there uphased.

"I think that was aimed at us."