Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150325215538/@comment-5543592-20150328171248

Dacian rose from the ground, flames flickering to life in his palms. He let lose barages of the spell past the first cultist, before flying towards him. He conjured a dagger in his hand, launched himself at the cultist. He used telekinesis in his off hand to restrain the man's sword and stabbed downward into the crook of his collarbone. He slammed into the dying body, knocking it to the ground and used it to asorb the shock of hit by bracing his knees in the deadman's stomach. He glanced up at the remaining attackers, his face contorted in rage. Dacian was nothing if not ruthless.