Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20150116141921/@comment-5614539-20150121012816

"Enough waiting." Mattias muttered on the ramparts, before calli, "begin!" as the sixty or so mages on the wall flung fireballs at the ships with unnerving accuracy. Meanwhile, Talion had finished his chant for the transportation of every soldier in the city to Roscrea, requiring only one word. He was prepared.

"I shan't, Syinter. You move towards me, and I will be gone from this room before you can blink. You shouldn't even want her, any way." Talion said, fierce determination in his voice.