RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
09-01-2014, 04:59 PM
I'm alive...Still alive...That person is still wanting my life...Can't allow that. Deep breaths were blissful, yet they clenched at Myra's rib cage as through the air was trying to break free from the skeleton prison. She had to stay alive...there's too much to do. The ravenfolk swam through what murky thoughts she could muster, but most of what came to her were images and intentions. She intends to stay alive. Images of the flying ship and the people on it ran across her mind. The people she's taken arms with- ahh yes, Mayor, he- she?- told her to get away. She needs to let the golem know that she's alive...at least for now. And the others...her mind felt too hazy to remember each one. Even in this state, Myra chose not to press the matter of attaching names to all of the faces. Just stick with the ones she remembers right now, and that should be enough...Can the winds even reach them? ...She'll have to find out once she makes it out of this mess.
Myra clutched the robes still draped around her, the soft, yet tattered feathers giving her a small source of comfort in this moment. She could feel some power within it, too...may it serve her well now. Looking up at the mage guard, Myra calls upon the Winds of Fate to rejuvenate herself and what few allies her head can grasp around in her worn out state.
(( Activate Shield of Feathers, and cast Winds of Fate on herself, Mayor, Savannah, and Mael. ))