Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-5647250-20160515163542/@comment-5647250-20160622015603

(One of the Greywings preens herself, Isis.  The Atlantean gold coating her body shines so much in the sunlight that's she's hard to look at directly)

Wyrm:  *tugs at his shirt collar nervously*  Ah...Tuck and I don't really like....birds.

Janus:  These guys again? Phoenix, remember last time...although we only had to deal with one or two of them, not eight.

Midden:  This isn't looking good.

Timothy:  *finally deciding his anger at Marcus is a little less important right now*  No, no it doesn't. Is the girl with the umbrella still shaking?

Janus:  *checks*  Yes.

Sylph:  These...things. I've been wondering what filth has been in my domain for so long, and its finally here.

Undine:  Sylph, calm down. Wait for a moment, we need to know what's happening before we take action. Right, Phoenix.