Stormbringer panicked, twisted and turned as the fire quickly engulfed her. The Drow Water Mage's screams could be heard all over the battlefield as she tried to extinguish the flames, but she soon found that she was only fanning them even more! Tuculcha laughed as Stormbringer tried to extinguish the magical flames. "Hmmm...a slow and painful death by fire. Did you catch that one WarScribe?" The witch gave the Drow mage an evil smile, "and if you ever manage to put it out I'll just have to make sure it ignites again."
"YAY, TUCY!" cried War Scribe applauding the Swamp Witch's attack on the Drow Water Mage. "WOW! DEATH BY FIRE! THE DRAMA! THE PASSION! THE SCREAMS OF PAIN AND ANGUISH! OOOOOOOOOOOoooooo!!! I AM DEFINITELY GETTING ALL OF THIS DOWN!!!"
Bouncing up and down on her tree branch in eager anticipation, the Dark Elf Chronicler looked up from her writing and begged, "WHAT'S NEXT, TUCY!?! WHAT'S NEXT!?!"
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"Ow," the Warrioress mumbled as she unstably climbed to her feet yet again. She watched in horror as the mage burned. "I'm glad that's not me. Even if she survives she'll have some nasty burns to deal with." She turned to Sterling, "Are you okay? I'm going to check on Thoth & Cadbury, if that's alright with you."
The half-drowned Swordsman's only response was to give the Warrioress a thumb's up sign and wave her onward to help their beleagured High Elf Mage and his familiar.
Tuculcha laughed, "I'll stay here for now and make sure she's out of the way. If someone needs some magical help, just holler."
A Point To Ponder
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