03-29-2021, 08:33 PM
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Shrake
Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: Rohan
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Louis Bracken Gryffindor Sixth Year x3 x1
| back with a vengence (feel free to get hit by a lightning bolt!) Sardines ♥ BHB ♥ Dallie ♥ Grumpy ♥ MY SUN AND STARS ♥ i love julia VESNA PETROVA: NEO-ALLIANCE ALIGNED Her fall to the ravine had been... painful. Vesna had managed to escape the ropes sent out by that blasted auror just before she landed on the rocks, some last minute magic softening her fall... barely. The anger boiling in her blood was one of the few things keeping her alive and ascending up the sides of the ravine to get her sweet, sweet vengeance (which was another thing keeping her alive.
When Vesna made it to the light of the castle again, it was clear that her trip to the ravine had not been a pleasant one. In fact, she looked much like the inferi that crawled their way into the great hall right before her. Her hair was tattered and matted with blood, half of her face was torn and unrecognizable. Her clothes were wet - from either blood or water, who knew - and stray remnants of ropes from the auror's incarcerous spell dragged behind her. By the ragged wheezing in her breathing, it was clear she also had a collapsed lung, probably spiked through by one of the bones in her rib cage.
She was alive, but she looked dead. And SPEAKING of dead.... SHE WANTED EVERYONE DEAD.
The Bulgarian woman, dragged herself into the entrance hall of the castle, where the battle had moved, the visible part of her face distorted into pure anger. The woman spat out a mouth full of blood. Then she let out a blood-curdling battle cry (scream, more like) as she raised her wand towards the sky. "rrrRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Waving her wand around like a madwoman (which she was, in case you doubted), Vesna channeled all of her anger into sending a storm of lightning bolts all around the hall. |
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