Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-26466194-20151226005513/@comment-28792791-20151226170512

Jasper: you obviously hurt. Something for your troubles. *hands cal a healing potion* this is my last one. Russ, this place won't last forever, we need to help in te fight.

Russ: agreed.

They fuse into ammolite, now stable and eight feet tall.

Ammolite: be safe out there *summons axes* the battle hasn't even begun to escalate.

She then takes off.

(Be back in three hours. Hold the fort, and I'll tag along when I'm back)