Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-34928186-20180610004837/@comment-34928186-20180614215428

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Clouds had gathered as the Warehouse started to shake feeling rain come down in a drizzle then start to pour down as thunder rocked it cracking into lightning as the racket inside grew louder. Not only was Iorath coughing up a black inky substance but something was outside. She had looked up widening her eyes as she gagged out the words, "A-Ang" she coughed out again and felt it fill up her throat coughing out again. A lightning stuck again far away in the forest with blold metal clacking against gold and a sword dragging against the ground.