Misty reappeared in a cloud of multicolored chalk dust. She sneezed violently and then leveled the pistol.

"Sorry, left my asshole repellant in my other pants," she explained. Still on a high from the arcane forces swirling in the air, she opened fire, muzzle flash painting long bottles of flame in the dusty air.



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Unleash an attack -10
Inflict terrible harm
Take something - Abberlines finger

https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/24879
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