Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160801233042/@comment-5543592-20160805233349

Leya froze when the crow landed on her shoulder, and her eyes widened, as if she didn't know whether to be afraid of relieved. She started to force her mouth in Agatha's direction, which was incredibly difficult since she was suspended by her arms putting immense strain on her shoulders, and was mumbling things through the gag, although it was impossible to say what.

The rope was indeed cut and the fraying had gotten quite bad. Daireg's estimate had actually been off-- Agatha had more like five or six minutes to save Leya's life.

Daireg didn't even turn to watch Agatha fly away, as if he was used to such things.

"I suspect we will finish this later." He said, hold his hand out at his side. "But not today."

He threw a small, round ball that he had been in his fist to ground. There was a flash, momentarily disorienting those who had been looking at him, and a massive plume of smoke rose up where he had been standing.