Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-5824038-20151011174327

(Umm, okay. Not much I can do to speed it up without controlling Sander, but I'll see what I can do.)

'Very well.' Meledran led the way up the staircase, his heavy boots echoing through the church. The effect would - hopefully - be intimidating.

The stairs went on for a while. The clocktower was, after all, rather tall. But eventually they reached a wooden door leading to the clock's interior. The sound of grinding cogs and ticking hands was especially loud now.

Without waiting, Meledran smashed the door with his fist. Wood splintered and metal cracked as the door flew off its hinges, and the hulking Bosmer stepped through, the others flanking out from behind him.

It was an interesting site, to say the least. Aggie was at the far end, looking outside the huge circular glass of the clock's face. She did not look their way, but must have noticed their arrival.

Meledran could feel strong psychic energies resonating from her position, hundreds of threads linking her to the Guardians that were pillaging the city. Despite it being the middle of the night, the view of the city was lit up by the fires of burning buildings.

'Too many links for me to sever quickly,' Meledran said to Sander. 'I mean, I can try, but it will be difficult. Probably easier to just walk up and beat the living shit out of her. Probably.'