Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1592115-20150528101733/@comment-1592115-20150530135234

Djura: "we'd snipe Traven from behind, stay guarded, I doubt those students still had their mind on their own, but they're still alive, try disarming them."

He's now aiming Traven from the outside.

Traven: "The blessing of the Moon have come... hmm hmm hmm"

Henrietta: "...eh? But... since when did you forget your own book? I mean, Black Arts on Trials, where I learnt how t debate! No... All I must say is, Traven would never practice Necromancy! who are you?!"

Archmagister Aynarac: "I think you got the details wrong. I may look like Traven, yet I'm indeed a girl. I'm Archimagister Aynarac, a member of the Anchorites. Mages Guild is the Men of Accord, and the Men of Accord is Mages Guild. Lord Namrheg is merciful, obey him, and the Moon shall forgive us."

"I think you have seen the Anchorites before, yes, Bolor in Cheydinhal is one of us. I can tell you all these details boldly. After all, you all are too idiotic to comprehend."

Djura fires a bolt to Aynarac, it impaled Aynarac's head, but she see it as nothing, a typical trait for the undeads, Gehrman I in cheydinhal was also this case.

Aynarac: "A scared little rat with an ugly useless gun..."

She summons a Skeleton Mage and it fires a steadfast firebolt towards Djura from the side, it knocked down Djura.

Aynarac: "As I said, useless."