Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-28358106-20160802022028

"New clear fishing?  What in the hells are you talking about?" Lucida screams.

The Herald takes to the sky, its wings blasting a concussion of air. It negins circling,  as it looks for the best target. The Elven arrows find their mark, but it isn't doimd anything besides angering the monster. It lands with a crash, tearing into a group some distance away.

"A WEAPON, girl!  Think of a bloody WEAPON!" Dee shouts.