Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24280666-20150204012919/@comment-5543592-20150204023827

The fireball caught Lorcan in the chest and he flew backwards into a tree, which he collided with in a dull thud, before falling to the ground. He roared as the flames charred his flesh black, and he writhed in seemingly unending agony. This went on for a few seconds until the fire died, and the wound began to heal. The charred flesh fell off in flakes of dead skin, before what remained undamaged turned red, then pink, and soon healed, restoring the detroyed tissue. Lorcan rose to his feet, and it was like he had never been hit, breathing heavily. From his hands the talons extended, several inches of stilletto like blades, only they emerged from underneath his cuticles, covering and surpassing his fingernails.

"Big mistake, pal." He growled.