RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-30-2015, 11:43 AM
Bohw was about to jump to the back of the group, if not for Thunderpaw taking perhaps one too many blows from an irritable pile of walking scrap metal. Muttering a curse under her breath, Bohw stepped forward in the front of him, putting herself between the two of them as she magically lit a handful of bombs. She didn't care for the weird stuff Thunderpaw was doing nor for the mess she was about to get herself into, hurling her bombs in between the walking abomination and the twisted armor.
Meanwhile Mayor was wishing he didn't meet his friends like this. He made a brief glance about the room to see if there was any valuables that Remah had left behind, a hero was not without his magical items, such as that vial he once carried around, did he still have it? Eventually his eyes settled on The Forsaken, bitter and emotional, the golem lashed out at him to taunt it, grabbing one of it's limbs and tearing at it, in the very least grabbing it's attention.
Meanwhile Mayor was wishing he didn't meet his friends like this. He made a brief glance about the room to see if there was any valuables that Remah had left behind, a hero was not without his magical items, such as that vial he once carried around, did he still have it? Eventually his eyes settled on The Forsaken, bitter and emotional, the golem lashed out at him to taunt it, grabbing one of it's limbs and tearing at it, in the very least grabbing it's attention.