Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131121201952/@comment-5735114-20131123125507

(Damn, so many arrows are flying at Tyranil ATM...)

Tyranil, with arrows flying at him from nearly all directions, was forced to drop the amulet. Cursing on the inside, he still went for Nish, knowing it would weaken the group as it had before. When he got close, a foolish cat stood right in his way. Clearly not knowing Tyranil's methods, or the extent of his anger, the cat was quickly grabbed and thrown down to the ground. This orc will be more fun, Tyranil thought as he rasised his now completely red scythe into the air.