Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160815191145/@comment-5543592-20160817215231

As Miri approached the whole, a lasso shot up, flew over her head, and tightened itself around her throat, the same kind of line Daireg and the Alik'r used to traverse Taneth.

There was a sudden sharp tug, and she was pulled off her feet, plummeted a good few metres, and then hit the hard ground. The ground in quest was solid rock, black, and very warm.

"I'm not finished with you." Daireg growled, dropping the rope he'd used to pull her down her.

He stood ten feet away, a dark outline against the ash rising from the volcano. His clothing was covered in soot from the fall, as was her's, but the blade of his weapon shown clearly enough in his hand.

"You think a little magic and a drop would be enough to stop me?" He laughed dryly, before sobering quickly. "Get up.  Don't tell me the dirt killed you."