07-03-2019, 11:02 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-03-2019, 11:09 AM by Selina Parcellus.)
Selina draws the massive weapon, and she can almost feeling the energy filling her as she holds the blade aloft, watching it crackle and rumble around her as the feeling of warmth caresses her soul.
[[OoC: 'Thundercats! HOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
]]
Then she is brought back to earth, so to speak (figuratively! Only figuratively!!) by news that this plane's version of the undead are nearly upon them. Gritting her teeth angrily, she brings the blade back down and readies herself with four simple words"
"I hate the undead."
[[OoC: 'Thundercats! HOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"
]]Then she is brought back to earth, so to speak (figuratively! Only figuratively!!) by news that this plane's version of the undead are nearly upon them. Gritting her teeth angrily, she brings the blade back down and readies herself with four simple words"
"I hate the undead."
