Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190428115013/@comment-37629772-20190501092812

(No problem dude, talk as much time as you want)

"You dare ask to speak  with me?! You filthy human!" The Lich responded the lich, he was clearly enraged at the fact that the dimwits he had fighting for him couldn't stop the band of trouble makers. A large scythe made of bones and metal appeared in the liches hands with a bright flash of green light. "If you think you'll leave this place alive, YOU ARE MORE INCOMPETENT THAN I-" The lich stopped talking as a loud, primal yell could be heard advancing towards the graveyard. "What the hell's that noi-" The lich was again interrupted as a larger than usual Orc with long sharp horns, bigger and thicker tusks and brown skin and hair shoulder tackled grayman, senting him flying and into a nearby tombstone. Pieces of stone flew in every direction, Grayman was heavily injuried by both the hard landing and the strength of the beast. "About fucking time you got back from your piss, Thrak" The lich said to the new foe, obviously since there were orcs, there had to be a High orc leading them and looks like it finally arrived. The High orc looked extremely pissed but as he looked around and saw the dead bodies of his fallen comrades, he got even more pissed. "ME CREW!!!" He shouted with a deep, animalistic voice. He looked towards Nagato. "OI!!" He shouted at her. He started making his way towards a large statue that was holding a metal sword, the grave it covered must have belonged to a hero of sorts. He pulled at the giant sword and took it as the figure's stone hands shattered. "YOU COME INTO ME CAMP!!! AND KILL ME BOYS!!! AND MESS WITH ME BOSS!?! I'LL RIP YA GUTS RIGHT OUT YA THROAT!!!!" He yelled at Nagato, his eyes all of a sudden turned a red scarlet colour as he shouted the last violent threat at her. The Orcs that still remained had something similiar to them, their eyes turned a deep crimson red and they all of sudden became entranced in a sort of blood lust. The High Orc screamed a bestial roar that sounded as if it came from a feral boar as he charge towards Nagato. As that happened, Grayman could barely make out a winged figure approaching his near unconscious body. Through his blurred vision, he saw the last remaining gargyole coming towards him to finish the job.

Fiora flied across the sky above the forest. She then stopped midair floated down past the trees and onto the ground. She thought about what she had done, leaving the party alone to fight the lich and his minions. "Were they going to be ok? Should I go back? What if they're now dead a-and it's all my faul-" She was snapped out of her thoughts as she turned around and saw a massive clawed hand swap just inches away from her face. She lost her footing and fell backwards, startled by her face nearly being taken off. She looked at the creature that the arm belonged to and saw it's disgusting fur, it's skull face, it's elk antlers and the large pillars of ice that impaled it against a boulder. If it weren't for the icey restraints that held it back, it could've easily killed and eaten Fiora. Definitely holly's work, except she didn't even bother to finish the job.

The doors of the guild swang open as Holly limped in there. "Hey holly, back so-oh shit! HEY! DOES ANYONE HAVE A HEALTH POTION!?" A fellow adventures said as he realised the wounds that were on holly's skin.