"Sit." His grandfather commanded.
The door to the saloon opened rather violently as the sheriff and deputy walked out. The deputy couldn't walk in a line while the sheriff looked mostly sober. "You there!" Mika was sure they were talking to her but she didn't pay them any mind.
Giving her a glance I coughed realizing she was wearing almost no clothes.
"You are in a difficult position as of now, are you not?" He sighed. "King Toma certainly disagrees with King Jude's course of action over the matter we have on hand. He's going too far with his actions, and is going so far as to involve innocents."
The ancient wooden door shuddered, threatening collapse, but it held. Within the bathroom, the sounds stopped. "Who's there!?" An angry voice cried out. "Can't you spare this old man some peace? I'm to trying to take a dump."
The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"
"Give Spike back!" cried Harry.
As he eyes the beasts eyes he looked at everyone and sighs, "Sorry guys but this is a challenge that any warrior would take." He thought and made his way into the forest following the tracks that the creature made until he arrived at a clearing where the flame lions were waiting and Tyrus rested his blade on his shoulder as the Werelion was growling as Tyrus arrived. Tyrus smirks a bit his body was injured and yet he felt as though he couldn't lose this fight and wasn't sure why.
'By that logic, my stats are a reflection of that perception.'
Example: 100 magic is 2500 damage
The timber wolf visually surveyed the land, taken in all the structural formation of the surrounding area, then he disappeared into the darkness of the forest.
"Do you wanna go to the hospital?