Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150202210500/@comment-4363162-20150217021537

Val unfurled the wings of his glider, then realised the wingspan was too big to exit through the window. Groaning, and simultaneously face palming, he walked outside instead before unfurling them and taking off for Morrowind.

Halle watched the others take flight in suprise. He'd never keep up on foot. In that split second, Hrelling had morphed his left hand into a wing; a disgustingly flesh coloured, leathery, full length wing. A tendril from Hrelling snaked across his back and curled around his right hand, before enveloping it in a similar appendage. "You have got to be kidding me."