Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140606005130/@comment-12599067-20140606214358

(I was attempting to fix my Java.)

Morrigan, who by this time had waded in to the middle of the fry and cleared a bloody circle around her with talon and spell, didn't see the arrow coming and was caught off guard when the bound arrow sunk into her arm. She snarled in pain and whirled to face her attackers, then spotted the glow of the bound bow and locked eyes with her attacker.

A pair of yellow-gold stared back at her and she realized that her foe was none other than Volarano, who was already nocking another arrow to shoot at her. Since she could not bring herself to attack them or leave them to die, nor reveal herself without receiving a sword in her gut the minute she returned to join the company, she decided to at least prove that she was on their side by singling out the greatest enemy in the room. With one a growl and one last cutting glare at her attacker, she cast a spell to blast a hole in the crowd in front of her and shot forward, barreling towards the Dremora and knocking over anyone in the way as she flew forward to rush the daedra.