Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160930192835/@comment-26517142-20161116082536

Twix: TIBUR! YOu can't just write her off as.... what?

The rest of the group drift their stares to their resident Nome. She lifts a shaky finger to herself. "Me? The.. KING?"

Orynx: They.. need a new leader.

The Nomes shift their pleading into wonder at the now tall stature of Planeswalker. But from behind teleports a grinning Baba Yaga.

"Your naivety is YOUR DOWNFALL!" SHe swings her hands with a glowing magic circle - at Planes' face.