Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140726035851/@comment-29458028-20140802114920

Alyssa smiled at the attempt to hit her. Her earlier experiences against Leon Steelfang had meant that most ice attacks held no secrets. She warded the fast fireball (nope. She's not evading that), then moved aside, making sure the ice attacks missed by deflecting them with flaming blasts, replying with a chain of three incinerate spells (aimed at different points to make them difficult to dodge), readying a fourth. Her magicka was not running out anytime soon. Alyssa continued to advance, destroying the Fosworn in her path with flaming explosions (she knows Fire Storm, can spam fireball repeatedly.)

If her predictions were right, the mage would be a mage and not show impressive sword skills, which was something she picked up from Sorin.

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Sorin smiled at his friend's efforts to avoid the spells. He secretly hoped there would be no shock spells, which would spell doom for Alyssa. (What a voyeur! He's looking through his Familiar's eyes. If you shock Alyssa with thunderbolt, she will faint, maybe die.)

(Meanwhile, Tacitus is going for the Potentate, the rest are doing what they do best, kill people. Fulvia is trying to brew a potion that can heal her face, which she spends her free time doing.)

(Sorin will be back if the situation becomes to messed up. He now has silver three pronged Shurikens that have Ebony edges as throwing weapons, summon raven familiar (to scout), plus he can fly long distances as an electrified bat swarm. Should I give him Telekinesis?)