[KQ] dead men's tales

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.

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 Koa and whomever else was there to deal with, she drew on her ample reserves of energy and hurled another fireball at the Villi, hoping that her and Jack's magic would be enough to take it down. Despite the dangerous situation, Maea still took some pleasure in wielding magic at its fullest extent. One might even go so far as to say she was enjoying the fight - easy enough, when she was still uninjured and hadn't missed even once yet.

Pepper, pepper, knock on wood.

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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

base inspired by Odd <3