[ Event] Gathering Supplies:
May 9, 2014 20:04:25 GMT -6
Post by Minerva on May 9, 2014 20:04:25 GMT -6
"...?!" The man had left... Everything was falling apart... And there was some sort of victory celebration. Wait, had the giant's troops abandoned them? This was a disgrace. Well, if they weren't getting supplies...
"Smolder, smoke, sputter... Live, my flames. Live! LIVE!"
With an impassioned, reckless laugh, Minerva raised her arms, summoning huge, arm-immersing flames. Her eyes narrowed in concentration, the young mage sent sheets of flame at the cottage and nearby buildings, hurling flames and fireballs in every direction indiscriminately. Beginning to run straight through the alley, she grew angrier and angrier, relentlessly releasing spurts of bluish flame that slowly licked at exposed wood and other flammable items... Growing slightly, then faster, until, as she arrived at the far edge of town, breathless, the flames had begun to leap and soar, spreading outwards at a respectable rate.
"If we can't have your supplies... Nobody can!"
Bent over, breathing heavily, Minerva's eyes gleamed with spite and viciousness. "Ahh, flames. Burn! Burn! Burn!"
"Smolder, smoke, sputter... Live, my flames. Live! LIVE!"
With an impassioned, reckless laugh, Minerva raised her arms, summoning huge, arm-immersing flames. Her eyes narrowed in concentration, the young mage sent sheets of flame at the cottage and nearby buildings, hurling flames and fireballs in every direction indiscriminately. Beginning to run straight through the alley, she grew angrier and angrier, relentlessly releasing spurts of bluish flame that slowly licked at exposed wood and other flammable items... Growing slightly, then faster, until, as she arrived at the far edge of town, breathless, the flames had begun to leap and soar, spreading outwards at a respectable rate.
"If we can't have your supplies... Nobody can!"
Bent over, breathing heavily, Minerva's eyes gleamed with spite and viciousness. "Ahh, flames. Burn! Burn! Burn!"