Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24.193.16.121-20140104221608/@comment-5735114-20140107025340

(Well, then...)

Tyranil, now thoroughly unamused with this group, landed, dissipating his wings and still shifting left and right to dodge the crossbow fire now and then.

Summoning his scythe, he knew it could take out three or four guard in one blow.

"Come get some!", he taunted.