Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131121201952/@comment-24123288-20131123025819

(Yay I can sleep now :P)

Eilonwyn was ready to laugh at Tyranil again when he threw an arrow at her. It was so fast she didn't have the time to dodge. She sighed as she teleported right into his grip.

"Give. Me. The, Amulet!" Tyranil seethed between deep, rage filled breaths. Eilonwyn could tell he was restraining himself from killing her.

''Okay Eilo...don't panic. This'll give them time to escape. I hope they understand that and actually run!''

Eilonwyn took a risk and looked into Tyranils hood. What on...she gasped. For she couldn't see his face, even this close to him he was shrouded in darkness. All Eilonwyn could see was the blood red glow of his eyes.

She gulped and took out C'laros amulet. "You want this?" She asked, smirking. "Why should I even give it to you!?"