Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140116231609/@comment-24123288-20140116233442

"I'll be fine..." Eilonwyn groaned, picking herself up off the ground as Tyranil appeared. To everyones surprise, Eilonwyn turned and stood alongside him, reaching, rather unladylike...into her dress and pulling out a sword she had bought earlier.

Ice fell off the ebony blade as she pointed it at Dunlammus.

"Not...today..." She seethed.