Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-14139769-20140827105628/@comment-29458028-20140828132038

"Grand Cleric? Are you insult... OK, yeah, I am the Grand Cleric or whatever you want to call me" said Corentin.

He didn't know any Commander Meredith or what not, but that wasn't his problem. He sensed an unholy presence, which only meant one thing. There was a Blood Mage.

Corentin ignored the templars and ran directly after the source of the aura, smashing any tree that blocked his way with a mighty swing of his sword, leaping cleanly over even high obstacles that would block a mortal man.

(Can I kill the blood mage? Environmentalists not going to be happy...)