Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190522130722/@comment-26517142-20190525013643

Magmus rains bulletfire on the Chagrin. The Naetherkin dogs dodge with frenetic ease, as if trained to such circumstance. Of course some fall to the attacks and are made to pull back to their wonds..

But the more inquisitive ones - especially the one that they could digress is the alpha - leap straight to the two men's faces.

"THANKS FOR THE MEAL!!" they exclaim.