Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32420582-20150502020346/@comment-29458028-20150512085606

(Heh >:) )

Crysius stopped after he moved into the forest. He pulled out a scroll and read the inscriptions on it, before it conflagrated and turned into a spectral eagle. Crysius grabbed parchment and wrote something, before he let the eagle fly away, back to his estate.

Once his siblings recieved news, damned place would get a free cleaning party. He was going to profit from this shit.

Crysius heard the shout and used streak to relocate himself to where it came from, putting Solina down, laughing and saying "I'm dead? Give it your best shot! I mean, you can't blame me if you had shit reflexes ... and I'd take Solina rather than you, seeing how she's more useful to humanity than a whore who only knows how to annoy people."

"Also, aren't you always ready? You seemed totally unprepared."