Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
Only one person answer her, and with some surprise she recognized the timbre of Jack's voice. The command in it was such that she found herself obliging without protest. He might not be Ronin, but she'd made the mistake of not listening to experience before in her life, and suffered the consequences. Not this time, thank you. Getting tired of my own words
Calling back an almost gleeful "Aye Captain!", Maea rushed forward to keep the Villi within reach of her flames. Leaving the other three wights for
Pepper, pepper, knock on wood.
Maea moves to keep within range of the Villi, and throws a fireball of Mastered Fire magic at it.
Type: Grey | Style: Defensive | Level: Upgraded
Valair Armour | A beautiful black dress lined with crimson, stronger by far than it appears. This item blocks physical damage. Requires a 3 post cooldown between uses.
Fire Manipulation: Can create and control flames. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
Sing to me, cause I can't hear myself
through the loudness of my own hurts
through the loudness of my own hurts
base inspired by Odd <3






