Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20140628190805/@comment-13488655-20140710110415

Being blown back by the surge of water made by the goddess, Hansel used his fake claws to anchor himself into the sand, he then lept towards her with a mightly roar like battle cry as he charged towards her at full speed with his claws armed and ready to strike her down.

"Wait.... Wouldn't a vomit just put us in the line of fire of the stomach acids?" Olivine asked the others as he thought about Ivory's suggestion to get the treasure, feeling a bit uneasy with the thought of being vomited.

Can't i just pull it onto one of Amy's gylphs and we get back out when Moby tries to feed again?" He suggested, trying to think of a better way to get out in one peace.