Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140927032239/@comment-29458028-20141004150054

Felrion smiled as he cut one of the men into ribbons, before his Shehai dissipated. His three friends all licked their blades.

That was about as much they cared about the Green pact.

The four elves walked into the grotto. Felrion himself prepared for ranged combat by calling lightning magic to his hands. The other three called a mix of flame and frost.

It paid to be ready for trouble.