RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-27-2014, 03:32 AM
Mayor was busy scraping what crystaline growth stuck to him, grey flecks of crystal falling out of the joints in his body and gathering at his feet. He paused to look up at Myra when his name was mentioned, but aside from that, he was just glad she didn't die, what's done is done after all. Hopefully she would take this lesson home and not do something so reckless again.
Meanwhile Bohw was finding it particularly hard to distribute first aid and go about patching people up, while Myra was giving everyone in the party a telepathic earful. She tried to ignore it until Myra calmed down, but by the time Bohw had handed out everything and put someone's broken arm back in place, Myra was still talking.
Rubbing her forehead, Bohw concentrates as she tries to respond with her own mind, hopefully sending Myra the message that she needs to save her energy. "Are you quite done?"
Meanwhile Bohw was finding it particularly hard to distribute first aid and go about patching people up, while Myra was giving everyone in the party a telepathic earful. She tried to ignore it until Myra calmed down, but by the time Bohw had handed out everything and put someone's broken arm back in place, Myra was still talking.
Rubbing her forehead, Bohw concentrates as she tries to respond with her own mind, hopefully sending Myra the message that she needs to save her energy. "Are you quite done?"