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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 10:57 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 1:54 pm
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(Bakher and Erik are at the site were the Young Bear died...the others are still back at the Den Site, I think. As to where your posting buddy went to....I have no clue, and frankly, so long as he doesn't interrupt with what I am trying to do, I could not care less)
"well....Some crrrreaturrres considerrrr Magik to be "unnaturrrral" and against what the "gods" want.... Hmph! as if the "gods" ever did anything forrrr us... Grrryphons werrrre created, not by all powerful "Deity", but by the hand of a morrrtal. Those Speices that evolved naturrraly into sentience tend to fearrr Magika, but it could be any crrreature..."
He pushed his way into the clearing, and nodded grimly; this was, indeed, the place. Blood was liberally splashed everywere, a giant smear of it leading to the crumpled corpse of the Bear. Bakher hissed as he saw the wanton damage and destruction caused by the untrained usage of Earth Magika; He intended to have a word with the damn Owl when he got back- You never started a acolyte off by teaching him how to use Magik without stressing the risks and consequences of what would happen first.
The more he looked, the angrier he got- First, the wanton destruction was too much even for him to correct; it would take the forest years to heal itself. The second thing that ignited his anger was the usage of Magika to kill- not that he hadn't done it in war, but outside of battles with someone who could fight back, you NEVER[/u[ used it to hunt with, as had been the case here; KIlls were to be made by fang, Talon, or Beak.
He went over to the impaled corpse, and touched the spike gently, then used a small portion of Magika to dissolve it, then bowed his head in respect to the dead. He traced a circle in the loose dirt around the Bear with a talon, then backed off and began to weave a spell. Slowly, a shimmering dome of light formed over the Bear as he continued to work. The dome flickered, flared, then faded as he finished.
were the dead bear had laid, now rose a low mound of closly packed dirt, marking the spot where he had used Magika to bury the Bear. He scribed his sigil into the ground nearby, then turned, and looked at Erik.
"Magika is all well and good....but when it is ....abused....it can be a forrrrce of incrrredible destrrrruction, as you see before you.... this is what You should NEVER do if at all possible...."
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 2:12 pm
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Erik sighed, "Fascinating..." He followed behind Bakher and almost dropped as he saw the clearing where the young bear was killed.
The ground looked normal, but he saw harsh spikes that had risen unnaturally, as if it were manipulated, and there was blood splashed in various places in such crude, savagely manner. He felt the grim, angry feelings emanate from Bakher, and witnessed him perform a sort of spell to bury the bear. He saw the ritual of it in silent awe. Then, he saw the gryphon sign it with some sort of symbol...
When Bakher talked of the proper use of magic, Erik nodded, burning that little note inside his mind. 'Right. Never ever do this, as much as possible, with magika.'
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 2:37 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 7:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 7:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 8:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 8:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 9:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 9:02 pm
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Twilight was irritated. he found himself expected to go to bed, with the sun quickly setting past the horizon. didn't they realize he was nocturnal?
he fidgeted around in his pockets for his Cigars and Lighter, only to find he hadn't brought them. he growled, then sighed. no use complaining about it, he thought.
he sat down, and drew symbols in the ground. mostly Crosses, Pentagrams, Chaos Stars, Octograms, Pentagrams, and other Occult Symbols.
when Marco went to sleep, the Dark Elf snuck out of teh room, and out of teh den again. he cast his Ghost Spell on himself again, and wandered around the general area, not far enough to be out of sight of the Den.
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Posted: Sun Oct 24, 2010 9:03 pm
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