Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-11457306-20140201205323

Anwen burst through the ruined door into the chamber, leaping from the doorway to the Anchorite as he was focused on Daithi. She landed on his back, long fangs sinking into the back of his neck and razor sharp claws sinking into shoulders and hips.

Torene looked up at the necromancers who were scrambling down the stone steps and gasped, struggling to call up a spell, any spell. She was totally depleted. The mages, faced with an easier target, grinned and raised hands filled with death.