Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190628224007/@comment-26517142-20190703080207

Glinda yells to the absence of presence, aware that the rapid growth of the green is still evident. Even as Morgan split the crop growth speeding at Albi into shred the shreds fly to the live growth as it encircles the White Wiccen and her companions in a living tornado...

"ELPHABI!! WE ARE NOT YOUR ENEMY!! CEASE THIS!!"

A crackling, female voice answers. '''WHO are you outsiders? It is most low for you to bring the unknown in my part of the land... GLINDA.'''