Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13431011-20170313204654/@comment-29611741-20170320195609

Charem gets launched off, but he times it so he lands near his allies.

Charem's mind: (Well, this guy's a tough one...)

(Sounds like FUN!)

(Frikas, now's not the time. That thing could kill us)

(Fine... you bore...)

Charem gets up and plucks debris from his leaves. A blue glow healed them rapidly.

Charem: Well, great... what do we do?