Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28358106-20171115041837

(Blue team/S9/Flame) Eothred hears the ten-minute call, and his movements become quick and efficient.

"My thanks." He grabs his shield and lulls on his helmet, keeping the visor up as he buckles it on. His voice is muffled by the layers of steel and leather.

"There aren't enough of us to form a viable fighting force, but I suggest we move in twos or threes, and each group try and stay within visibility of each other in case one needs aid. That way, we don't make ourselves a bigger target by bunching together..."

"Maybe YOU aren't an army. But I am!  Hehe!"

A single Opaline steps forward, this time clad in glittering, icy armor and carrying an Ice spear. Some distance behind her can be seen other Opalines of the Empress Slime, each one somewhat different but all mostly the same, and all clad in ice armor with an icy weapon. The Glacies Mage floats nearby, her sharp blue eyes silently watching the group.

"And a bloody fat lot of good it did you!" Eothred lifts his shield and begins getting his mare ready. "As I recall, you got your collective bums trounced by a single little girl! I hope for your sake you have a better idea this time, because I don't plan on giving up what ground I fought for!"

"Of course we---er---I have a plan! We're going to show you what I can do!" She/they huff. "There's hundreds of us! You'll see!"

True to her words, several hundred Opalines tromp into view, flooding the staging area.