Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150321160853/@comment-5543592-20150324193707

Dacian hovered backwards, readying Ignite in each hand.

"I'm leaving no chance now." Began Dacian, speaking in his booming voice and using gestures to convey his sincerity. "I will smelt you into cinders and then collect each individual cinder, mix them in with pig food, and then feed you to pigs.  That is how royally pissed off I am."

With the ground rules set, Dacian let off a magical barrage of spells on the Assailant.