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Post by The GM on Nov 30, 2015 20:22:55 GMT
A small dirt path runs up to a short iron gate, half rusted away, surrounding the northernmost cliff of the island. Beyond the remains of the gate there are rows and rows of headstones bearing the likeness of one long dead noble or another, others bare family crests or short sayings in an older language.
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Post by Lan on Dec 14, 2015 18:15:40 GMT
Lan walks up to the gate and eyes the graveyard curiously. He shudders. "What am I going to do...? I can't watch this place. And I don't know where anyone is.... How will I convince such pigheaded people?"
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Post by The GM on Dec 14, 2015 20:38:51 GMT
A pair of vultures eye him
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Post by Lan on Dec 14, 2015 20:53:29 GMT
A pair of vultures eye him Lan paces back and forth in thought. He mutters to himself a bit |
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Post by Lan on Dec 14, 2015 21:46:19 GMT
He stops and draws a circle in the dirt.
Circles 2
He takes a deep breath as he stands in his circle. Think. Think.
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Post by Lan on Dec 15, 2015 0:33:21 GMT
Lan takes in another deep breath before raising his arms at the gate. He closes his eyes before opening them calling forth what magic he had left.
Gathering/shaping: 1
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Post by The GM on Dec 16, 2015 15:40:29 GMT
You may begin laying the foundation for a proper barrier. But you get caught up in the moment and go a bit overboard on the magic. You feel great until all of a sudden you taste blood
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Post by Lan on Dec 16, 2015 17:08:36 GMT
Lan chokes a bit and drops to his knees. Crap. He spits out the blood and shudders. Perhaps it's time to go back inside.
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Post by The GM on Dec 16, 2015 17:25:38 GMT
Your stomach is doing backflips and your muscles are all achey
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Post by Lan on Dec 16, 2015 17:28:06 GMT
ah crap. Lan just falls over into the fetal position.
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Post by theros on Dec 16, 2015 21:05:37 GMT
(4 speed!)
He runs to the graveyard.
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Post by Lan on Dec 16, 2015 21:10:46 GMT
Lan glances around at the sound of someone running. Please be someone of flesh.... He groans
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Post by Aryteneus on Dec 16, 2015 21:12:13 GMT
Lan glances around at the sound of someone running. Please be someone of flesh.... He groans Bran follows Theros best that he can, rushing to Lan. "Prince? What's wrong?" |
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Post by Lan on Dec 16, 2015 21:19:17 GMT
Lan glances around at the sound of someone running. Please be someone of flesh.... He groans Bran follows Theros best that he can, rushing to Lan. "Prince? What's wrong?" "Bran? Oh... Hi." He smiles a bit. "Just... Just hurting is all." He spits out some blood. "Sorry about that." |
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Post by theros on Dec 16, 2015 21:20:16 GMT
Bran follows Theros best that he can, rushing to Lan. "Prince? What's wrong?" "Bran? Oh... Hi." He smiles a bit. "Just... Just hurting is all." He spits out some blood. "Sorry about that." "What happened, Lan? Let's get him to the infirmary!" |
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