[center][h1][color=silver]Ferrin Astra ~ Ruins of the Bone Dome[/color][/h1][/center]

Well.

That was...unexpected.

   Ferrin had had but a second's warning before the inner dome burst into necrotic engergy, flying stone, fire, and water. He felt the magic gather, an in that moment, he knew he was in trouble. Before even making a conscious desision to do so, he put up a hasty Aether Shield and braced himself. The force for the impact of the various magical and physical projectiles set him back a few feet. But as he luck would have it, a large piece of stone broke the shield, and struck him in the head. 

Which hurt.
A lot.

    Ferrin vaguely realized he was on his back, and took a moment to marvel at the pretty lightshow. He tried to get up, but the ground decided to hit him with an uppercut to the head, and he was flat on his back again. He took a moment to lie there until the pounding in his head resolved itself to mere agony. Eventualy, he recovered enough to think clearly. [i]"Lets see. Two arms. Check. Two legs. Check. A body. Check. A head?[/i] 

Thump. Thump. 

[i]Check. I guess I'm more or less whole. Huzzah.[/i] After this, he gathered himself, and got to his feet. [color=silver]"I always knew I had a hard head."[/color] He said to no one in particular. He check the injury, and it seemed to be only bump and a scrap. It was bleeding profusely, like any head injury. He poked at it, and winced as it stung. He rummaged through his pockets, until he found some ointment that was suppsed to help stop the bleeding. He scooped some, gingerly dabbed it on, wincing again, then he took a looked around.

    He found a shadowy dome had replaced the bone one, and a large shadow beast (fuck-- again?!) Had replaced the old one, but as he watched, it was under assault by a group of light mages, who were also getting rid of the shadow dome. [i]I guess I'll lend a hand again. But this time, with more finesse.[/i] Ferrin sighed and brought up his magic. [color=silver][i]"Lux Illumina."[/i][/color] He wispered. A bright sphere of silver light shone into existence, and at a gesture from him, flew up, and hit the apex of the dome before bursting, pucturing a hole and the light magic started eating away at the edges, like fire on paper. Unless it was stopped, it would destroy enough of the spell to cause the whole thing to dipasitate. The resaulting sunlight, Ferrin hoped, should majorly weaken the beast.

    He strode over to where the inner dome had been, and took stock of the people there. [color=silver]"Are you all okay?"[/color] He asked, then he noticed that the crazy lich was gone. [color=silver]"Does anyone know was that all about, or where that asshat went?"[/color]

[@Silvan Haven][@Raijinslayer][@Lunarlors34][@Expolar][@Prince of Seraphs] [@t2wave] and [@Natsume Honnaji] (Even though he left)