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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2014 9:04 pm
 A wide place on reserve for magical training. You can't break much here, so give it your all!
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2015 8:28 pm
  Senna Lyonesse " T H E . S T A R L I N G "
Senna lay out in the sun, head against her Puma while the soft breeze whistled by. It was that perfect moment between rest and wake, and she hummed softly to herself... "Waltzing the waves ~ Diving the deep ~ Stars are shining bright ~ The wind is on the rise ~ Whispering words of long lost lullabies...~" After her song finished, she stretched up and stood. "Jaecar? Do you think I'm getting old?" The cougar just yawned. "Ya... Me too. Been a while since I had to use any big spells. Might be out of practice and getting rusty--" Her familiar complained and rolled over. "Thanks for the vote of confidence..."
Walking out a ways, she stretched out. "It isn't night but..." She began building up her magical energy, her body becoming aglow, and she began a prayer to help build up the power she needed. It was a powerful take over form--and one that wasn't easy to win! Only a pure soul with noble intentions could win over an angel! "Angel of the fifth hour of darkness and night, where the night is darkest just before the dawn. I am the new defender against the shadows. Take over! Abasdarhon!!" Her whole shape changed; taking the form of a darkly armored angel.
[maxed intelligence, spell mastery reduced to a 50 word count]
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2015 8:41 pm
  Senna Lyonesse " T H E . S T A R L I N G "
"Well..." Senna breathed out, almost in a sigh. "Wasn't too hard to remember that." With a smirk, she gave herself a mental pat on the back. Ending the spell form, she returned to her normal self. While her heavenly body magic was used most often (mostly for amusing antics), there was doubt about her capabilities of taking a heavenly spirit form. "The next one I remember is..." She scratched her head a moment. "If the soul be worthy... May he enter the kingdom of heaven. May he be found wanting, then damned to hell. I am the Angel of Hellfire and the Angel of Judgement - Azbogah Azrael!" Her body became aglow again, but with a hot feeling to it--as though engulfed in flames before revealing the angel she'd taken.
[maxed intelligence, spell mastery reduced to a 50 word count]
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2015 8:54 pm
  Senna Lyonesse " T H E . S T A R L I N G "
"okay, that feels a little hot. Like, really really HOT!" She scrambled out of that form. Maybe they were right? Maybe she really was starting to lose her touch... I mean, she had a handful of celestial keys and had never even opened them! She just sort of collected them--like stamps! Thinking about it (dwelling on it really), she made it more personal. "I have to keep going," She growled, gaining her familiar's attention. Now that it was her mission, she decided to call her biggest take over soul. "Guardian of the sky, child of the morning and evening star, dawn bringer, the angel who thwarts demons, Take Over! Eae!" As magic swirled around her, it was like her body had been ripped apart and transformed into a dragon. Though, it was still an angel--a celestic being in its own right; giving up speech for a firey roar.
[maxed intelligence, spell mastery reduced to a 50 word count]
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2015 9:07 pm
  Senna Lyonesse " T H E . S T A R L I N G "
Coming out of that form was a little tiring. Even leaving a slight headache to Senna as she turned back into a human from the angel... dragon... the other thing. It made her feel a little sick. To a point where her familiar took notice and became concerned. "Ya... There's a reason I don't use that one often..." She groaned. "Maybe just one more. And I'll reward myself with a tall chocolate shake!" Self motivation. She stood strait one last time, and gathered her magic again. "France's staunch protector, the crusader, the virgin saint, I call the chosen disciple! Take Over! Joan of Arc!" Her shape became more ethereal like, and her magic swelled in a cross like form across her torso like a faint shield. Senna held the form a while, but let go quickly. All the changing back and forth had done a number on her head. "Ooooohhh... I don't feel..." Right there, Jeacar gave a big and rough lick. "EWW! Gross! You know that doesn't wash out well!" And she was back to herself.
[maxed intelligence, spell mastery reduced to a 50 word count]
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