goon squad

Flames danced away from Avorra's hands as they consumed the burning hilltop. She cackled manically as her fires grew and grew, flickering and pulsing with each beat of her psychotic heart. Oh, what fun it was to finally be able to let loose! Her magic had been festering like pus in a wound as of recent, needing to burst out into the world and submerge it in pestilence. It reminded her of the old days, when she felt the need to consume ever last arcane object, when magic ebbed and flowed through her without a leash, lest it consume her. Nowadays, it was kept mostly under control. Except for days like today, when she needed the release.

Deary, if it were not for the rubble, archaeology would be that much more boring. Avorra said, replying to her colleague since her recent "employment opportunity" with Elgar'nan. Do not frown so much, your face will get stuck - then you will be looking like your horse.