Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20190421164848/@comment-2165692-20190510153048

The spellsword fired his firebolts at Maugrim despite the claws in his chest, he would most likely die but for some reason he felt much less pain than the other forsworn.

Raqorith made his blades swirl around him deflecting the forsworn's attacks, he conjured an icy spear in either hand as he attacked in response, one was stabbed in the neck, but the other managed again to lodge his axe into Raqorith's arm.

Kyrenir looked at him "That would require way more power than I have." she picked up a piece of rubble and dropped it into the hole, after aboout one and a half second they heard a splash. "About 11 meters, and water at the bottom." she looked at Gastag, "My powers don't fare well when I get wet."