Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27260597-20150823163339

One minute, the sickles were about to end her life yet again, the next she was tackled by Sam, and now, her wounds were being cleaned by her sister. Groaning, Desi sat up. "Dang, how many ways are there possible for a single person to die?" The alcohol stung, but that was nothing compared to what they had faced, in about the last 2 hours?

This was so going to be in her resume.

"Well, how about we finish off dat evil witch?" She asked her fellow warriors.

((I've got a nice theme song for the background when they fight hard.))