Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
Drake is standing behind the counter, his eyes rolled up. A looming shadow glare at him from the wall. The shadow is of a clawed, fanged being, standing with its hands at its side.
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
Drake is standing behind the counter, his eyes rolled up. A looming shadow glare at him from the wall. The shadow is of a clawed, fanged being, standing with its hands at its side.
Screamer doesn't hesitate in attacking the being. If it's not Drake, it's an enemy, in his eyes. He springs forward, swinging his flint dagger at his target...
Attack: 31, and if they are surprised, and it hits, it's a critical hit.
Damage: 8 + 33 piercing + 6 fire damage.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
Drake is standing behind the counter, his eyes rolled up. A looming shadow glare at him from the wall. The shadow is of a clawed, fanged being, standing with its hands at its side.
Screamer doesn't hesitate in attacking the being. If it's not Drake, it's an enemy, in his eyes. He springs forward, swinging his flint dagger at his target...
Attack: 24, and if they are surprised, and it hits, it's a critical hit.
Damage: 8 + 24 piercing + 8 fire damage.
The dagger passes through the shadow, briefly severing its torso, but it grows back. The obky thing that has effect is the fire, it hisses and shrinks back, releasing its grip on Drake. His eyes snap open and he stares in horror at the burning wreckage, then looks behind him and sees the shadow. He growls fiercely and extends both hands, blasting a flame of red fire, which, as he strains it, turn blue, and then purple, and the white. He keeps blasting until he can no longer do so, his eyes flowing with rage. The shadow screeches horribly and burns like a piece of parchment on a hearth.
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
Drake is standing behind the counter, his eyes rolled up. A looming shadow glare at him from the wall. The shadow is of a clawed, fanged being, standing with its hands at its side.
Screamer doesn't hesitate in attacking the being. If it's not Drake, it's an enemy, in his eyes. He springs forward, swinging his flint dagger at his target...
Attack: 24, and if they are surprised, and it hits, it's a critical hit.
Damage: 8 + 24 piercing + 8 fire damage.
The dagger passes through the shadow, briefly severing its torso, but it grows back. The obky thing that has effect is the fire, it hisses and shrinks back, releasing its grip on Drake. His eyes snap open and he stares in horror at the burning wreckage, then looks behind him and sees the shadow. He growls fiercely and extends both hands, blasting a flame of red fire, which, as he strains it, turn blue, and then purple, and the white. He keeps blasting until he can no longer do so, his eyes flowing with rage. The shadow screeches horribly and burns like a piece of parchment on a hearth.
Screamer leaps out of the way, then faces the shadow as it burns, attacking telepathically and shooting bolts from a small crossbow in an attempt to assist Drake.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
Drake is standing behind the counter, his eyes rolled up. A looming shadow glare at him from the wall. The shadow is of a clawed, fanged being, standing with its hands at its side.
Screamer doesn't hesitate in attacking the being. If it's not Drake, it's an enemy, in his eyes. He springs forward, swinging his flint dagger at his target...
Attack: 24, and if they are surprised, and it hits, it's a critical hit.
Damage: 8 + 24 piercing + 8 fire damage.
The dagger passes through the shadow, briefly severing its torso, but it grows back. The obky thing that has effect is the fire, it hisses and shrinks back, releasing its grip on Drake. His eyes snap open and he stares in horror at the burning wreckage, then looks behind him and sees the shadow. He growls fiercely and extends both hands, blasting a flame of red fire, which, as he strains it, turn blue, and then purple, and the white. He keeps blasting until he can no longer do so, his eyes flowing with rage. The shadow screeches horribly and burns like a piece of parchment on a hearth.
Screamer leaps out of the way, then faces the shadow as it burns, attacking telepathically and shooting bolts from a small crossbow in an attempt to assist Drake.
Drake stands behind the counter, staring into space. But something’s not right. The fire he was using to dry a mug is spreading over the counter, and he doesn’t seem to be controlling it.
*What material is the mug?*
*Glass. It's starting to melt.*
Rose runs over to Drake and starts shaking him.
Drake's eyes start to glow a bloody red. He does not respond, and his flame is growing larger.
Rose starts backing away.
The flame is now engulfing the wall behind him, his eyes start to roll back into his head, the wood starts rotting.
"Screamer! Someone! Help! We're all going to die!" She lets out a high-pitched yelp as a flame nearly touches her foot and backs into the door to the outside.
One of the drunkards throws a beer at the flame, hoping to put it out, it helps for a second, but it was only half full.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
Drake is standing behind the counter, his eyes rolled up. A looming shadow glare at him from the wall. The shadow is of a clawed, fanged being, standing with its hands at its side.
Screamer doesn't hesitate in attacking the being. If it's not Drake, it's an enemy, in his eyes. He springs forward, swinging his flint dagger at his target...
Attack: 24, and if they are surprised, and it hits, it's a critical hit.
Damage: 8 + 24 piercing + 8 fire damage.
The dagger passes through the shadow, briefly severing its torso, but it grows back. The obky thing that has effect is the fire, it hisses and shrinks back, releasing its grip on Drake. His eyes snap open and he stares in horror at the burning wreckage, then looks behind him and sees the shadow. He growls fiercely and extends both hands, blasting a flame of red fire, which, as he strains it, turn blue, and then purple, and the white. He keeps blasting until he can no longer do so, his eyes flowing with rage. The shadow screeches horribly and burns like a piece of parchment on a hearth.
Screamer leaps out of the way, then faces the shadow as it burns, attacking telepathically and shooting bolts from a small crossbow in an attempt to assist Drake.
The crossbow boots pass through, but his telethon attacks work (I don’t have TcoE), it screeches again, twice as loud as firs, and shrinks to a small dot on the burning counter. Drake places his hand on top of it, palm down, it emits a small squeak…and then he blasts it out of existence with a blast of flame that almost burns screamer and practically dissolved the counter. There is a crater in the place where his hand was, the shadow is gone.
The Warden summons a mighty, biting gale (and by that I mean a strong, very cold wind) to put out as much flame as possible so that the patrons have a chance to get out.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The flame is snuffed for a few moments, and everybody has the chance to get out. But as soon as they are out of the tavern, it explodes in a fireball of blue and red flame, engulfing the whole lower floor.
Back in black baby
"Okay, 25 it is!" He holds his hand out for the money.
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Screamer had ran out of the tavern just before it exploded with flames, and turns around, staring in horror. But a determined look comes across is face, and he approaches the flames. Closing his eyes for a moment, then opening them with a shout, he waves his arm, and the flames are blasted to the side. He dashes into the building, zipping past burning objects, and searches for Drake, even using his blindsense.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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Drake is standing behind the counter, his eyes rolled up. A looming shadow glare at him from the wall. The shadow is of a clawed, fanged being, standing with its hands at its side.
Back in black baby
Screamer doesn't hesitate in attacking the being. If it's not Drake, it's an enemy, in his eyes. He springs forward, swinging his flint dagger at his target...
Attack: 31, and if they are surprised, and it hits, it's a critical hit.
Damage: 8 + 33 piercing + 6 fire damage.
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*ummmm it shouldn't be manipulated*
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The dagger passes through the shadow, briefly severing its torso, but it grows back. The obky thing that has effect is the fire, it hisses and shrinks back, releasing its grip on Drake. His eyes snap open and he stares in horror at the burning wreckage, then looks behind him and sees the shadow. He growls fiercely and extends both hands, blasting a flame of red fire, which, as he strains it, turn blue, and then purple, and the white. He keeps blasting until he can no longer do so, his eyes flowing with rage. The shadow screeches horribly and burns like a piece of parchment on a hearth.
Back in black baby
Screamer leaps out of the way, then faces the shadow as it burns, attacking telepathically and shooting bolts from a small crossbow in an attempt to assist Drake.
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The crossbow boots pass through, but his telethon attacks work (I don’t have TcoE), it screeches again, twice as loud as firs, and shrinks to a small dot on the burning counter. Drake places his hand on top of it, palm down, it emits a small squeak…and then he blasts it out of existence with a blast of flame that almost burns screamer and practically dissolved the counter. There is a crater in the place where his hand was, the shadow is gone.
Back in black baby
*I quoted twice, you can cut that down, I’m on mobile.*
Back in black baby
(Screamer has enough abilities to either absorb or dodge all of this fiery stuff happening, so I think he's alright.)
"What foul pit did that thing emerge from? Do you know what it was?!" He looks around at the burning building, and back outside at the others.
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“A minion, a lesser demon…” He kicks a burning chair out of the way and runs to the door. “It served the demon Graz’zt…Quickly! Out the door!”
Back in black baby
Brand is in the library, he sitting upside down on the sofa.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Its all burning down*
Back in black baby
*Brand is a badass. I think he's fine.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*…What happened*
Back in black baby
*I don't think anything happened.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Screamer runs back out with him.
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