Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170908205632/@comment-25073873-20170915120111

Taliesin reached the apex of his leap into the air, and he actually flew on his white, feathered wings, which were of course made from his power. They coiled around him as he flew back down, surrounded by a swarm of moths. Except each moth had transformed into a sharp, short stake.

Taliesin headed straight for Marutha, drawing his sword in the process. He was tired of all these games ... and it was time to actually win if no one was going to do anything about it.

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Eidys nocked another arrow in annoyance, and aimed for Tyre again, releasing it.