Re: The Ruined Temple (Main)
Talrand quirked a brow at some clear tensions in the group, and some of the challenges seemingly tied to some of the powerful items they held, and the restrictions or requirements on their use.
As he laced up the crimson dragonskin edged with ebony bracer upon one powerful arm, the centaur tested the triggering keyword relayed to him; a swirl of flaming shadow emerged to coil about the leather bracer. Closer look revealed the shadow to be simply pitch-black leather, but burred with discrete hooks extending just past the braid leather of the whip.
He snapped his hand forward, fingers in a gripping throat motion, then jerked his elbow back. The flaming whip snapped nearly twenty feet to curl around a heavy portion of fallen tree. Even as the bark smoldered, it flew back towards the sizeable equine, only to be smashed into fragments by Talrand's fist.
"Kindling for the fire in that case," Talrand noted, rotating his arm back and forth, noting no damage to the magical items from the flaming whip. "Yes, this will suit nicely. Fortunate thy fire decimated the foes, Caitlin, before they could bring to bear their magical items."