Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190809183250/@comment-5583506-20190901160114

Shanks stumbled back onto his legs. His eyes were itching, the flames had reached all the way up to his face, and he could smell the stench of burnt fur and flesh. No doubt it would heal swiftly, but it was nevertheless a most unpleasant feeling.

"Where is that ... vertibird?" he slurred, wagging back and forth.