RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-19-2015, 06:10 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-19-2015, 06:16 AM by Psych.)
Renzo's brushes are not yet done, and seem to fly from his hands, before brushing down Mayor with a series of reds and crimsons and vermillions. The shades of red draw aggression to the golem and raise his strength, in hopes he will be able to dissuade enemies from attacking our allies.
The brushes moving by themselves, Renzo pulls out his sketchpad and inkwell and begins to sketch the motions of the battlefield before him. He shouts over to Watson who has now walked into frame. "You know Watson, I much prefer a nice brandy after a tussle like this, my boy. And step a little to the left if you can."
The brushes moving by themselves, Renzo pulls out his sketchpad and inkwell and begins to sketch the motions of the battlefield before him. He shouts over to Watson who has now walked into frame. "You know Watson, I much prefer a nice brandy after a tussle like this, my boy. And step a little to the left if you can."