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 Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 8:49 pm
South Fields A wide expanse of nothing but grass. To the south are the woods, to the north is Carter City.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 12:32 pm
4 barely detectable tendrils of telepathic ability slithered into the area, searching for living minds. Owle had sent out her snakes.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 12:37 pm
A slender, golden figure appeared, scanned the area, then vanished, heading west.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 3:31 pm
The young man strode out of the forest with purpose. His pale skin and limp black hair gave him the look of one recently dead, and the aura his invisible companions exuded only amplified this effect. Sullivan scanned the area for possible opponents with sunken eyes. It was time.
He thrust his arm forth, and four spirits emerged from the etheral crowd behind him. Shen Fei, Arnold Longstrom, Marianne Covell, and Damian Grabowski- while in the past Sullivan would have carved their souls into something he could control and use, he didn't want to risk sacrificing the mysterious spark that each of the deceased scientists posessed. It was with this spark that Sullivan intended to achieve power he could previously only dream of.
"Extarium venai..." He clenched his outstretched hand, forcing the resistant souls into his grasp. "Crestio belucci!" They shot out into the world, travelling in four different directions.
"Yes, return to your creations..." Sullivan said with a twisted visage of a smile.
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