Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26872802-20150626021425/@comment-26872802-20150701004612

RP Style: Kirko finally reached the summit. He looked down into the valley below, twisting his topaz ring. There in the frozen wastland was an army. He decided to strike, pulling of the ring and watches as it transforms into a blade of lightning. "For you, Tzeco." He murmured to himself as he charged, thunder booming. (Exerpt from a book I'm writing! :3) (Will he have this ability in this RP?)