Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150424224910/@comment-24123288-20150426190549

Nissa began chargig her lightning as Natalie planted her staff on the floor of the cart. She gripped it tightly and sighed, looking over to the leader regretfully.

"I think you must be sick in the brain, like everyone else. I'm not...weak!" She bellowed, throwing up a solid ward to protect the cart from the arrows.