Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20131214232302/@comment-12599067-20131218013459

The Hunger looked up as Daithi charged and snarled, using Paris' stomach as a launching pad to hurl itself at him, at which point it knocked him over and grappled madly. The last of the necromancers turned to Nahlgaaf and scowled. "Fool! I am the master of the arcane!" he screamed, shooting a blast of lightning at the Nord.

The final monstrosity, a snarling Shambles, came around the corner. It let out a noise between a growl and a shriek and shot a blast of frost at Anwen, advancing along the way.