Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3507184-20140617035032/@comment-12012634-20140621004425

Seeing the great danger I'm in, I summon forth more and more spirits as the incantation had already been spoken it's just a simple matter of thinking of it. Any arrows that come near me must pass through the spirits, and if they pass through the spirits they will rot away into dust before they can even arrive near me. The spirits whirl around me, protecting me from any of the Rangers as they can not fire arrows at me and they can not approach me without going through the wall of spirits or exiting cover and standing the chance of being killed by the bandits. My skeletal hand glows with the necromatic magics and I pull out the stones I had picked earlier. Over the journey, I had been corrupting them with negative energy, the energy that fuels the Veil and the Undead. With the souls of the recently dead here, and the stones I could make a lesser version of the ''ligans ad aninam. ''
 * Note, This is kinda like my early turn, Since I thought some Rangers vs Balial action was happening I took this as a reply but whateves it can be my turn too.