Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141027213346/@comment-16669347-20141031041312

Aasim simply grunted in annoyance. "Fine, then. Make me do a lot of work, bastards." Aasim said. He raised his right hand and wind started whirling around it. In under a minute a massive wind storm was swirling around his ship, cutting the sails and oars of, as well as knocking overboard the men of, the enemy pirate ships, while completely ignoring his own.

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After his meeting with Alaric, Arthur was riding back to Windhelm, there he caught sight of an ash storm covering the city, as well as a few fires. "Dammit? What's happening now?" Arthur exclaimed. He rode to the city even faster. Dammit, we're under siege and Tate still needs a healer.