Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-3293219-20141005153226

(Shit, just as I get home.)

Robin fell on her back, the purple and in some cases black swelling on her midrift and breast looked even more painful in the light. It was obvious that the bandages were doing a great deal of damage to her body, none the less, she lay, wide eyed, her gaze lingering on Aia as he hand was brought up and was placed on the Breton's cheek, gently grazing it with their thumb.

She was finally ready...

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"Well, I lost all of my money that night to a card game, so the risk was worth the reward." Azarath explained, with a shrug, he didn't seem too regretful.

"You must have done something stupid at a party, surely..."

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Covin blocked the blasts but underestimated the intensity of the fireballs, which melted through his chains and eventually broke through, hitting him in the face. His chains had slowed them down considerably, reducing them to the damage of a regular fireball but it was still enough to send him flying across the room and leave a larch scorch mark on their face.