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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 4:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 4:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 8:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 6:58 pm
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Marten sat quietly, waiting for the others to appear. He had used a bit of Emile's hair, which he had taken six years ago in case Surion caught her so they could bring her back, to form a partial link with Miles. It wasn't strong, but the family bond between them would be enough that he would sense when Miles got close.
Dark clouds began to form on the horizon, moving steadily towards him. They stopped several miles short, forming a strange square shaped pattern. "What the...?" Marten said absently. He felt the spell kick in, racing towards him. Was Miles... how was that possible. Marten shook his head, now wasn't the time to ask questions. This may be his only opportunity to regroup with the others. Grabbing his staff he began a low incantation, sending tendrils of thought into the trees. The leaves began to subtly turn, creating a solid shadow from the edge of the clouds to the clearing where it ended in a solid sheet of light around him. Satisfied, he leaned on his staff to wait.
((Note: I've changed Marten's profile slightly, so instead of being a general wizard, which people seemed to object to, now he's a Biomancer and lesser mimic. Check my post in the training grounds thread on combat for the specifics on Biomancy.))
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 12:34 pm
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He stepped aside as the Brother-Leader performed the memory wipe. Not his normal course of action, but given his lack of understanding of the situation, he didn't have much choice. As the spell was completed and the man collapsed, Hile slung his blade over his shoulder and made sure the hooded figure was still alive. He was, which unfortunately complicated the situation further.
There are several paths I could choose here, he told himself, I could simply kill this man, to what end that would serve I am not sure. I could tie him up and question him when he awakens. Or I could leave him here and bring the girl to the nearest town.
He thought for a moment, glancing around the decimated village, before he made a decision. Kneeling down beside the girl, he carefully picked her up, stepping over the unconsious form of the Brother-Leader as he headed for what was once a doorway.
"Exit, stage right," he said, to no one in particular.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 2:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 3:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 3:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 4:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:35 pm
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