Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170106233106/@comment-7262318-20170115023538

(Accepted, Shills. Welcome aboard. If you would like, your character could join the fight by exiting the prison complex that the others just broke out of.

Also, Chicken, a word in chat when you have the chance.)

Vaynelea's fireballs had no effect on the massive bear. When Arkfnir and Najiima got close enough, it reared up on it's hind legs and tried to swipe down on them with it's giant paw.

"Concetrate fire on the eyes!" Dalacon yelled at Vaynelea and the other mages. "If we can blind it, we may have a better chance!"

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"Boy, they're not ones to back down, are they?" Goriyn stroked his chin. "I expected half of them to be cowering in fear and pissing themselves by now..."

Goriyn nodded to the others. "Well, time for us to take our leave. I've got errands to run and people to maim,"

They all began to exit. Arrowhead, the Breton, Nord and Orc. The other Orc, as he was trying to exit, was held back by Goriyn.

"You're staying here. If they manage to put down the bear, you'll need to deal with them. And if they all die, someone has to deal with the bodies. Wouldn't be nice to leave this place a mess, now would it?"

The Orc nodded in understanding.

"You're a man of few words, Thunder, I like that," Goriyn nodded. And with that, the Dark Elf made his exit.