Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20141227174339/@comment-11457306-20141228051535

Once the fire had been started, Kasa circled, loosing arrows in a rapid fire barrage, aiming for vulnerable spots between armor plating and through the eyehole sockets of helmets. She admired Makoru's style with one part of her mind as well as the sheer ferocity of Borskar and Waynor, who, in spite of his wound, managed to make inroads on the enemy.

(I must go to bed now and rest my eye.  Good night.)