Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20171204071002/@comment-25073873-20180112035522

"Seriously, this is making me angry, stupid enemies" frowned Illya as her bow vanished in a trail of white sparkle, a golden portal opening beside her as she pulled out what looked like a gnarled staff made of twisted metal in the form of wood.

Pointing it at the boarding elves, Illya simply walked forward and ordered "clear the way. We will negotiate with these people ... so we don't have to lose any men. I intend to scare them a little."