Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140206023248/@comment-12599067-20140212010621

"I'd rather not die either, thank you," Jack nodded, paying no attention to Stroggvir and Olaf's insult and siding with the more sensible people.

"Enough, all of you. This talk of death isn't helping us find Novo or his foul necromancers. If we're leaving, we'd best go now, while we still have a chance to stop them," Makoru said with a stern finality as he took a scroll from Torene. He then turned and tossed a scroll to Jack and another to Kenyon. "Jack, take Nahlgaaf, Olaf, and Raelynn. Kenyon, you get Anwen, Stroggvir, and Paris. Claudius, you're-- wait, where's...?"

"Right here, Mak. I came as fast as I could when I heard the explosion," Claudius huffed from the staircase above, out of breath from sprinting down the steps. He definetly needed new robes, as he kept tripping over his current garbs.

"Then c'mon. You and Torene are coming with me," Makoru replied, holding up the scroll and waving it at the mage.

"Teleportation scrolls? Where we goin'?"

"Does it matter? Just get over here," Makoru ordered, and Claudius trotted over as quickly as he could, although his robes impeded his progress. As soon as Claudius was within range of the scroll, they disappeared with a flash of light and a thunderclap. Jack followed suit, taking all within the scroll's radius with him.