Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160430153735/@comment-29458028-20160528142014

Amarie moved her hands, and all the swords broke up and returned to flowing around her, before they formed into a bow like weapon. She formed an arrow in her hands, focusing as she drew the bow, the arrow catching fire with pinkish red flames. Amarie took aim, and released the arrow.

"A thousand blossoms, fall and scatter. Spring ends and dies" said Amarie, as the arrow sped to the middle of the enemy forces, and exploded into a sphere of pink, razor sharp petals.

"Perhaps the duke should see me now."