Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131208054338/@comment-12599067-20131211011703

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The rock sails through the air and clocks the nearest mage, who staggers and falls face first on the ice.

Mage 3: "Scarazoni? Are you--"

Scarazoni: "I'm fine, Julius. Really."

The other mage looks about, his crystal staff glowing with a blue aura. He cursed and drew his cloak tighter around him.

Mage 1: "Hello? Who's there?"

He squinted, trying to see past the snowstorm.

Jack shrugged.

Jack: "I'm all for it, then. But there's a storm. Do you think we can still make it to Hob's Fall Cave before sunrise?"