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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 1, 2006 20:48:45 GMT -5
Krans recoils from the blast. "What is wrong with you?" he asks cautiously from behind a overturned table.
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Post by me on Nov 1, 2006 20:51:02 GMT -5
The magic turns into the hottest of flames, then into the coldest of frosts, before finally tongues of lightning shoot around the room.
Finally the magic diminishes, and Phoenix stood trying to recover his strength
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 1, 2006 21:02:48 GMT -5
Krans hides from all of the expelled magic. "You ok Phoenix? That was pretty bad." Krans pulls out a magicka potion, handmade of course. "Ummm...drink this. It'll replenish the lost magicka."
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Post by me on Nov 1, 2006 21:09:42 GMT -5
Phoenix looks up, the eyes of the demon stare at Krans. The total glowing red, with no pupuls are mark of any kind. The scars crossing his body glow with an unholy light. Magic once again begins to build.
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 1, 2006 21:12:39 GMT -5
Krans sees those eyes and draws his sword. "I don't want to hurt a teammate...but I will if I have to."
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Post by me on Nov 1, 2006 21:18:56 GMT -5
The whisps of magicka once again rise, but abrubtly stop as humanity returns to the eyes. "What's going on?" were the first words out of Phoenixes mouth.
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 1, 2006 21:30:17 GMT -5
"Erm, apparently you are possessed by a deamon." Krans passed the potion to Phoenix. "Lets just say you need this."
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Post by me on Nov 1, 2006 21:32:01 GMT -5
"No I'm fine"
Phoenix tries to get up but suddenly falls again
"Do you have a health potion I'm feeling a little drained....hey what happned to the walls...mathis hasn't been experimenting with oother cleaners has he?...and I know about the demon...he hasn't done anything like this for a long time now..."
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 1, 2006 21:34:44 GMT -5
"I have a health potion right here." Krans reaches for his potion along his belt and holds it out. "You did that to the walls, at least the deamon part anyway."
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Post by me on Nov 1, 2006 21:37:04 GMT -5
" What!" Phoenix suddenly jumps onto his feet before tripping. "This is worse then I feared."
Quickly draining the health potion he runs from the room.
"Thank you, I must consult a friend of mine."
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 1, 2006 21:38:45 GMT -5
"Ok. Good luck with that problem of yours!" Krans called.
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Post by Abaddon on Nov 2, 2006 20:49:29 GMT -5
Maelin throws a shurikan at a dummy and murmurs a few words. The shurikan explodes upon impact and send him flying into a nearby table and collapsing it. Maelin stands up, weakened and drained of magicka. He smiles at the space where the dummy used to be.
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Post by RareCarpet on Nov 2, 2006 21:13:13 GMT -5
Krans turns at the blast, reflexivly bringing up his shield. "Good show, comrade. Here is a true show of power." Using his deepest magic he calls upon a small portal. Out of it pour odd creatures that surrounded Krans. Krans snaps his fingers and the creatures flow over his body. They enlarge his figure ten fold. The creatures harden, becoming hard like scales. They move with Krans as he moves. "Here is true magic at work, not that pathetic lightshow you call magic."
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Post by GreyEidolon on Nov 2, 2006 21:45:56 GMT -5
OOC: Jjam, aren't you part of the Blue team?
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Post by Abaddon on Nov 2, 2006 21:46:51 GMT -5
"Oh wow, you can make yourself a bigger target. I'm so impressed.It still won't protect you from getting sand thrown in your face."Maelin shot back. Maelin knew that was a low blow,but then again.Krans had provoked him. He pulled his sharpener from his locker and began sharpening his weapons.
OOC: Do we have lockers.
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