Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150812154412/@comment-5543592-20150814014048

Theo lead his team of undying warriors back up the stairs to the plains district, where he stood at the ready.

"Once the snow settles, move in.  This is going to give away out position."

Once all bandits were in the city, he made his move.

He held his hand up in air, like he was expecting hold something above his shoulder. A lightning bolt grew in his hands out of thin air, elongating into a deadly tool of percision and desctruction, which he proceeded to chuck at the snow banks above entering soldiers. He repeated this process, determined to bury all in an avalanche.

"Move in: now!" He instructed. "Go from above, don't get caught in the collapse."