RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
07-05-2015, 05:40 PM
A stumble, a fall, the gush of day-old carrot soldiers being spewn onto the floor. What the hell was he thinking sharing power with a spirit so insane? The world was spinning, or was that the myriad of souls spinning through and around the chamber? The screaming didn't seem to stop; perhaps those cries were real? Could they have been his companions lost in the ravings of a madman? Everything, his head notwithstanding, was in throbbing pain.
Still not as bad compared to Watson's drinking parties, and certainly lacked the poor choice of wines.
Thunderpaw turned around fully intent on blaming Watson for the power hangover on instinct, but paused upon seeing the chaos that was the battlefield's remains. These foes just aren't going to end are they!? Given the Corshar's bothersome persistence, the half-dazed warrior moved towards the nearest one with the intent of introducing his hammer to its face.
Was that Mayor taking a nap in the corner? A shoddy time to take a rest, Thunderpaw mulled. He'd have to give that golem a piece of his mind later once his senses were in-line.
Still not as bad compared to Watson's drinking parties, and certainly lacked the poor choice of wines.
Thunderpaw turned around fully intent on blaming Watson for the power hangover on instinct, but paused upon seeing the chaos that was the battlefield's remains. These foes just aren't going to end are they!? Given the Corshar's bothersome persistence, the half-dazed warrior moved towards the nearest one with the intent of introducing his hammer to its face.
Was that Mayor taking a nap in the corner? A shoddy time to take a rest, Thunderpaw mulled. He'd have to give that golem a piece of his mind later once his senses were in-line.