Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24487330-20140213024545

Camo's arrow found its mark, burrowing deep into the Nevermore's skin and lodging its tip against its left wing's primary joint. It let out an ear-splitting shriek and retaliated with a volley of rigid feathers from its functional wing; a quick evasive maneuver, coupled with some measure of luck, barely saw the archer safely away from the barrage, which aerated the ground where he once stood. He watched as the quietest of the other three fighters used a creative combination of shuriken and tether bracer to infiltrate the temple to score one of the chess pieces for himself; as he returned and passed off the piece, he happened to notice that it matched the one Talen had taken earlier.

But back to the Nevermore. It was taking damage and starting to get peeved, so it flapped its right wing to try and blow the Beacon applicants away. The others might have been strong enough to endure the sudden blast of wind, but with his poor constitution, Camo was knocked off-balance and staggered back several paces, unable to stabilize himself. It might have seemed like he had been blown away, but he did manage to anchor himself to a nearby tree and use it for cover while he regained his composure and planning his next attack. The others may not even notice his absence for all the ongoing mayhem...