*The explosions die down, and the spell ends, leaving Raspberyl high in the air. Hopefully her wings will stop her from falling too fast. Below, the whole swamp is charmed to a blackened crisp. All the monsters seem to be dead, but there doesn't seem to be any signs of Rita from where Raspberyl is at the moment.*
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timeasmymeasure
Oh Noes indeed. This RP needs drama
Date: 2009-12-02 07:52 pm (UTC)