Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28358106-20171202072933

(S9/Flame/Des) Crelle looks to the horseman. "Oh, it's that simple, is it? Just a cheery saying, and all will be fine?  That's all?" Her words drip with contempt.

"Well, lemme tell you something, buster brown. You want to talk about teamwork?  There are fewer teams better at teamwork than an Empress Slime with sex on her mind.  And the one that was my partner was three hundred and twenty six strong.  And she was utterly obliterated."

She waves her hand dramatically for effect. "By ONE woman. ONE!  All at once!  A wall of fire like you can't imagine!  I've seen  Black Dragons at their angriest, and I once had to fight a Lava Golem that had drunk half a volcano and was ravaging a port city looking for a man to satisfy her.  And I'm here to tell you, neither one of those fires even comes close to what I saw coming from that Wyvern!"

Her dainty hand thrusts out her staff, its bottom half charred. "And my staff has the most powerful ice runes that can be given, bestowed by none other than Queen Glitrende herself. And it came that close to being kindling!"

She throws her hands up. "How in the world are we supposed to fight against that?"