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 Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 2:34 pm
Farskon looked around, and then nodded."Hell yes, but what did he mean by the runes? Nothing seems to have chnaged."
"At least here.."
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 2:41 pm
A vein in Emma's temple began to twitch as the enchantress went very still.
The liquid that pooled around her froze completely, Frost made elegant patterns on the ground as the wave of bitter cold spread throughout the entire room.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 2:44 pm
"Nothing's here physically...unless it transferred to one of us."
Scribbler had caught a glimpse of something on Farskon's back, but she figured it was just anger making her see things...or the marks of being in a pool of water for so long.
As far as she could tell, she was unmarked, save for the ink that had settled into tattoo form again.
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Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 2:52 pm
As if on cue Farskon retched. He shuddered, and a portal appeared.
He got up slowly.
His rage, his resentment,his pain was numbed.
He felt numb, and that was all that seemed to ring inside of him as he felt a hot pain lick his back. Barely wincing, not even crying out; just gritting his teeth.
The Paladin could only guess that the portal lead to their destination, and did not feel the need to wait for anything.
Farskon ran into it like a madman. A wild, and almost hopeless look in his eyes.
[Last post for P2.]
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