Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25242640-20140808001210/@comment-25280555-20140903004945

Tch... -Fi'ra shook herself again, the shadows clamoring for her attention in her perrifferal vision.- Fi'ra knows this...and would prefer you not remind her. -She began picking off cultists again, trying to ignore the excitement of spilling blood.-

-She sensed Erolith before she heard him. "So, how's this side of the battle going?" Fi'ra shrugged, looking for another target.- Fi'ra thought we were going to be on seperate flanks? -Erolith stepped up beside her, smiling. "We were. They aren't putting up much of a fight, so I figured I'd check in with you." Fi'ra chuckled- Their numbers are dwindling...Ra'kiir and Re'van are ravaging the front lines. -Fi'ra felt somehow calmer when Erolith was around. The darkness that clouded her mind seemed less like a burden and more like a puppy begging for attention.-

Fi'ra saw you were attacked by a dragon...are you alright? -Erolith hesitated, his smile falling. "...it lies dead." Fi'ra knew something was wrong, and sent him a message through the darkness within their minds. You are hiding something, friend?' His response came quickly, "Yes. There is no time to elaborate yet, but I will explain myself later.'" ''Fi'ra sighed quietly and decided to take his word for it. "Well, looks like this battle may not last much longer..." Erolith spoke, breaking eye contact with Fi'ra to examine the battle. "The cultists must finally be getting the hint that they won't win this one." Fi'ra followed his gaze to where the cultists were looking worried, hesitant to attack. Fi'ra smiled triumphantly.- This one wouldn't be suprised if they called for a retreat.

Fi'ra