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A storm was perceived, one that would bend to his will and rise up as a squal and rage as a tempest, and be gone with a mere thought. Mana began to flare around him as it channeled through his form and spiraled around his chain, but he didn't seem to actually use any of it. As the mana coursed through him clouds began to gather at his will, lightning arcing through them, he was going to have some fun.

He danced in the skies and the clouds bent to his will, arcs of lightning reaching out to curl around his gauntlets. The lightning seemed to pass without any crack of thunger and the flashes of light seemed to be subdued as yet, simply because that is how Torment perceived them. He never struck first, and if they weren't hostile, so be it, he had a storm to play around in.

If he heard her, he ignored what she had said, he was having much more fun playing around in his storm that was maintained through perception, and ended when he so desired, though no additional mana was required to be channeled. Slowly the Arcane Focus began to disperse around his neck, becoming clearly visible around the Chausuble, though it remained shaped. The Lightning Gauntlets seemed to tighten around his hands as electricity began to dart through Phoenix Feather, attracting lightning to him that would be harmlessly deflected.

Lightning began to rend the air, but did not strike out at the wolves as they closed on the group, shifting the storm from that of a thunderstorm to one of a torrential rain, the winds that began to pick up directing the rain oddly to rise back up into the clouds as if it were evaporating before it reached the ground. Slowly lightning began to tear through the torrent of water that circled through the clouds, Torment's perception altering it to that of an acid rain, but one far more powerful than any natural occurance.

((The rain is returning to the clouds before it even reaches the trees. Please edit.))

(( i agree. i dislike making story changes, cause someone didnt liked what the outcome was. ))

* Morgana looked up to the sky, the clouds start to worry her.
She had no choice but to end it fast, even if its risky *
Lancers, get ready!
* lancers run to the front with their long lances to make a barrier for the greyback to charge in *

(( try to make sure that you use correct sentences to make clear of your intentions.
This does not only for roleplaying, but also for real life. from what i read, you hardly EVER roleplayed teamwork. also, i would like to hear those "reasons" you have for ending this quest..))

* as the greyback wolves stormed into the wall of lances, the wolves were thrown into the air by the lancers, using the speed at which the wolves charged into them. they showed perfect mastery of the lance, which reflected courage back to the rest of Jinto. *

(( several things..
1] even if everyone knows what our about to do, its important to write it down. This also counts in real life.
2] roleplaying multiple character isnt the same as teamwork. its called puppeteering.
3] if took a better look, you didnt leave a great impression on Jinto.
that didnt earn them your trust. and when people dont trust another they tend to ignore those.
4] showing off your powers like you did, doesnt say much.
i have seen strong men turn to little boys, actions speak louder then words.
5] that is how an archmage does his business? i guess we have a clearly different view of how an archmage fights. and those golems are only yours to controle, not mine, remember that! you summoned them, you control them. ))

* as the Jinto managed to kill off the greyback wolves, a wave of convidence fell over them.
To Morgana didnt fell the same way.
Those wolves roam around the entrance of the pass, the place where evil is at his lowest.
* the Jinto cintinued on to the end of huurling forest, towards the entrance of the pass to set up camp there to get a goodnight rest before entering the pass. *