Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141022235724/@comment-10906938-20141028020743

Celanar nodded grimly, not relishing his duty. But duty it was, his thoughts made no matter. The Treethane of Falinesti had lost some of its splendor since the battle, but even the smouldering ruin was majestic. He doubted the tree would ever recover from the thrashing it had withstanded. It still didn't make him want to do it any more.

The thick cables let out a low whoosh as the hurled the missile forward.