Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27226023-20150820044456

"The fires are feeling lonely tonight and they would love to have dates with the all the little piglets here...." the new voice said with strang familiarity.

A petite oriental lady walked out. Her hair was black as coal as were her eyes. She wore shimmering red robes, lined with chains and a pair of sickels.

Her red lips smiled sadistically. Aria did as well.

Eldhrimnir...not back from the dead. Not back form anything at all really other than controlling what had been a puppet comprised of mud and magma and spells.

She waited for Aria's cue to set the brats on fire....

'((I orginally had more planned with Eldhrimnir. I'm bringing her back. Whoever chooses not to respond to the RP from this pont out can expect their OCs to be cooked to crisps....)) '