Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"What's all this?" Gust waves to the armour.
She laughs slightly. "Defeated targets. They collapse when you defeat them, and repair and reset themselves after a few minutes." As she's speaking one of the ones that was sparking stops, and reassembles itself with metallic clatter and squeals.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool." *Sorry should speed up in replies.*
*No worries, lol.*
She smiles and laughs a bolt of frost at one of the activated targets she was battling, slowing it to a crawl.
"So how do you have your, oh yeah, storm sorcerer right?"
She smiles again. "Yep." She spins, and grabs a hold of a sword-wielding one that was coming up behind her, releasing a powerful jolt of electricity that drops it in a sparking pile at her feet.
"Mph, most the time I can't even feel magic but I have a feeling when it's being used."
She laughs, and blasts three more away into piles a bolt of chain lightning. "I act almost as more of a vessel and conduit for the power of the storm. After all, it was a storm primordial that gave me my powers." *Insight if you want.*
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"What's all this?" Gust waves to the armour.
She laughs slightly. "Defeated targets. They collapse when you defeat them, and repair and reset themselves after a few minutes." As she's speaking one of the ones that was sparking stops, and reassembles itself with metallic clatter and squeals.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool." *Sorry should speed up in replies.*
*No worries, lol.*
She smiles and laughs a bolt of frost at one of the activated targets she was battling, slowing it to a crawl.
"So how do you have your, oh yeah, storm sorcerer right?"
She smiles again. "Yep." She spins, and grabs a hold of a sword-wielding one that was coming up behind her, releasing a powerful jolt of electricity that drops it in a sparking pile at her feet.
"Mph, most the time I can't even feel magic but I have a feeling when it's being used."
She laughs, and blasts three more away into piles a bolt of chain lightning. "I act almost as more of a vessel and conduit for the power of the storm. After all, it was a storm primordial that gave me my powers." *Insight if you want.*
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
She smiles. "Right now, mainly cantrips, but that last one was Chain Lightning." She says, before spinning and hitting a different target with a bolt of frost, slowing it.
As the Marauder walks into the Tavern main room, he sees a Black Tabaxi with piercing blue eyes staring at him. There's something...unsettling about those eyes to him.
Truesight:
It's Elendon, simply shapeshifted to better observe.
"Hm, you need something?"
"You are a most unusual demon. most would be very hesitant to let one of their minions go, let alone potentially rise to become some form of celestial." He says in a light, slightly singsong voice.
"Hm, I merely want to see what becomes of him. Oh, before you expect me to fall for your guise, I see right through it." He walks up.
He chuckles, and with a bright flash turns back into his normal form, complete with his battle armor, glowing wings, and divine crown. "I didn't expect it to."
"So is that all you had to say?"
He shrugs. "Perhaps. Also a friendly warning that both of them are under my protection." He smiles slightly, not bothered in the least by the obviously powerful demon. If anything, he is far more relaxed than the Marauder thinks he should be.
"I keep my word, unless Rāxern comes to me, I will do nothing to him, as for the Angel, I will not do anything to them either. They will have quite the effect on him, & I would like to see. So I presume you've dealt with powerful beings before? You seem unaffected by my precence." He remains friendly in his talk.
Elendon chuckles. "More than know. I fought in the Creation War in my homeworld as a mortal. I killed Yeenoghu, Demogorgon, and Asmodeus, banishing them to the Void, where they are yet still imprisoned, at least in my world." He is still completely at ease, and not sounding like he's bragging, more like he's simply stating the facts.
"Hm, nothing to scoff at." He seems genuinely impressed some.
He nods. "Anyways, I am Elendon Starguide, the Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies." His eyes flash momentarily, before returning to their customary piercing blue.
As the Marauder walks into the Tavern main room, he sees a Black Tabaxi with piercing blue eyes staring at him. There's something...unsettling about those eyes to him.
Truesight:
It's Elendon, simply shapeshifted to better observe.
"Hm, you need something?"
"You are a most unusual demon. most would be very hesitant to let one of their minions go, let alone potentially rise to become some form of celestial." He says in a light, slightly singsong voice.
"Hm, I merely want to see what becomes of him. Oh, before you expect me to fall for your guise, I see right through it." He walks up.
He chuckles, and with a bright flash turns back into his normal form, complete with his battle armor, glowing wings, and divine crown. "I didn't expect it to."
"So is that all you had to say?"
He shrugs. "Perhaps. Also a friendly warning that both of them are under my protection." He smiles slightly, not bothered in the least by the obviously powerful demon. If anything, he is far more relaxed than the Marauder thinks he should be.
"I keep my word, unless Rāxern comes to me, I will do nothing to him, as for the Angel, I will not do anything to them either. They will have quite the effect on him, & I would like to see. So I presume you've dealt with powerful beings before? You seem unaffected by my precence." He remains friendly in his talk.
Elendon chuckles. "More than know. I fought in the Creation War in my homeworld as a mortal. I killed Yeenoghu, Demogorgon, and Asmodeus, banishing them to the Void, where they are yet still imprisoned, at least in my world." He is still completely at ease, and not sounding like he's bragging, more like he's simply stating the facts.
"Hm, nothing to scoff at." He seems genuinely impressed some.
He nods. "Anyways, I am Elendon Starguide, the Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies." His eyes flash momentarily, before returning to their customary piercing blue.
"I am The Marauder, Demon Lord & ruler of Abyss layers 492 to 557 in Ealayreth." His wings shift behind his back, out of the way.
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"What's all this?" Gust waves to the armour.
She laughs slightly. "Defeated targets. They collapse when you defeat them, and repair and reset themselves after a few minutes." As she's speaking one of the ones that was sparking stops, and reassembles itself with metallic clatter and squeals.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool." *Sorry should speed up in replies.*
*No worries, lol.*
She smiles and laughs a bolt of frost at one of the activated targets she was battling, slowing it to a crawl.
"So how do you have your, oh yeah, storm sorcerer right?"
She smiles again. "Yep." She spins, and grabs a hold of a sword-wielding one that was coming up behind her, releasing a powerful jolt of electricity that drops it in a sparking pile at her feet.
"Mph, most the time I can't even feel magic but I have a feeling when it's being used."
She laughs, and blasts three more away into piles a bolt of chain lightning. "I act almost as more of a vessel and conduit for the power of the storm. After all, it was a storm primordial that gave me my powers." *Insight if you want.*
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
She smiles. "Right now, mainly cantrips, but that last one was Chain Lightning." She says, before spinning and hitting a different target with a bolt of frost, slowing it.
They nod, "I don't know magic, like at all, but still good to know "
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"What's all this?" Gust waves to the armour.
She laughs slightly. "Defeated targets. They collapse when you defeat them, and repair and reset themselves after a few minutes." As she's speaking one of the ones that was sparking stops, and reassembles itself with metallic clatter and squeals.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool." *Sorry should speed up in replies.*
*No worries, lol.*
She smiles and laughs a bolt of frost at one of the activated targets she was battling, slowing it to a crawl.
"So how do you have your, oh yeah, storm sorcerer right?"
She smiles again. "Yep." She spins, and grabs a hold of a sword-wielding one that was coming up behind her, releasing a powerful jolt of electricity that drops it in a sparking pile at her feet.
"Mph, most the time I can't even feel magic but I have a feeling when it's being used."
She laughs, and blasts three more away into piles a bolt of chain lightning. "I act almost as more of a vessel and conduit for the power of the storm. After all, it was a storm primordial that gave me my powers." *Insight if you want.*
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
She smiles. "Right now, mainly cantrips, but that last one was Chain Lightning." She says, before spinning and hitting a different target with a bolt of frost, slowing it.
They nod, "I don't know magic, like at all, but still good to know "
She laughs slightly. "I specialize in more elemental spells. Lightning, ice, a little bit of acid."
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"What's all this?" Gust waves to the armour.
She laughs slightly. "Defeated targets. They collapse when you defeat them, and repair and reset themselves after a few minutes." As she's speaking one of the ones that was sparking stops, and reassembles itself with metallic clatter and squeals.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool." *Sorry should speed up in replies.*
*No worries, lol.*
She smiles and laughs a bolt of frost at one of the activated targets she was battling, slowing it to a crawl.
"So how do you have your, oh yeah, storm sorcerer right?"
She smiles again. "Yep." She spins, and grabs a hold of a sword-wielding one that was coming up behind her, releasing a powerful jolt of electricity that drops it in a sparking pile at her feet.
"Mph, most the time I can't even feel magic but I have a feeling when it's being used."
She laughs, and blasts three more away into piles a bolt of chain lightning. "I act almost as more of a vessel and conduit for the power of the storm. After all, it was a storm primordial that gave me my powers." *Insight if you want.*
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
She smiles. "Right now, mainly cantrips, but that last one was Chain Lightning." She says, before spinning and hitting a different target with a bolt of frost, slowing it.
They nod, "I don't know magic, like at all, but still good to know "
She laughs slightly. "I specialize in more elemental spells. Lightning, ice, a little bit of acid."
"I get the first two from storms, that appears alot from them, but acid?"
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"What's all this?" Gust waves to the armour.
She laughs slightly. "Defeated targets. They collapse when you defeat them, and repair and reset themselves after a few minutes." As she's speaking one of the ones that was sparking stops, and reassembles itself with metallic clatter and squeals.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool." *Sorry should speed up in replies.*
*No worries, lol.*
She smiles and laughs a bolt of frost at one of the activated targets she was battling, slowing it to a crawl.
"So how do you have your, oh yeah, storm sorcerer right?"
She smiles again. "Yep." She spins, and grabs a hold of a sword-wielding one that was coming up behind her, releasing a powerful jolt of electricity that drops it in a sparking pile at her feet.
"Mph, most the time I can't even feel magic but I have a feeling when it's being used."
She laughs, and blasts three more away into piles a bolt of chain lightning. "I act almost as more of a vessel and conduit for the power of the storm. After all, it was a storm primordial that gave me my powers." *Insight if you want.*
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
She smiles. "Right now, mainly cantrips, but that last one was Chain Lightning." She says, before spinning and hitting a different target with a bolt of frost, slowing it.
They nod, "I don't know magic, like at all, but still good to know "
She laughs slightly. "I specialize in more elemental spells. Lightning, ice, a little bit of acid."
"I get the first two from storms, that appears alot from them, but acid?"
She smiles slightly. "You haven't heard of acid rain?"
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"What's all this?" Gust waves to the armour.
She laughs slightly. "Defeated targets. They collapse when you defeat them, and repair and reset themselves after a few minutes." As she's speaking one of the ones that was sparking stops, and reassembles itself with metallic clatter and squeals.
"Hmm, that's pretty cool." *Sorry should speed up in replies.*
*No worries, lol.*
She smiles and laughs a bolt of frost at one of the activated targets she was battling, slowing it to a crawl.
"So how do you have your, oh yeah, storm sorcerer right?"
She smiles again. "Yep." She spins, and grabs a hold of a sword-wielding one that was coming up behind her, releasing a powerful jolt of electricity that drops it in a sparking pile at her feet.
"Mph, most the time I can't even feel magic but I have a feeling when it's being used."
She laughs, and blasts three more away into piles a bolt of chain lightning. "I act almost as more of a vessel and conduit for the power of the storm. After all, it was a storm primordial that gave me my powers." *Insight if you want.*
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
She smiles. "Right now, mainly cantrips, but that last one was Chain Lightning." She says, before spinning and hitting a different target with a bolt of frost, slowing it.
They nod, "I don't know magic, like at all, but still good to know "
She laughs slightly. "I specialize in more elemental spells. Lightning, ice, a little bit of acid."
"I get the first two from storms, that appears alot from them, but acid?"
She smiles slightly. "You haven't heard of acid rain?"
They don't really care, "Mm, wow, so what spells are you using?" They sit down, in ear shot but out of the way.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Torrin is making something
Webb is vibin
apifite is buzzin around
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
She smiles. "Right now, mainly cantrips, but that last one was Chain Lightning." She says, before spinning and hitting a different target with a bolt of frost, slowing it.
He nods. "Anyways, I am Elendon Starguide, the Patron God of Adventurers and the General of the Angelic Armies." His eyes flash momentarily, before returning to their customary piercing blue.
A book floats up to them.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Webb is a confused spider boi “what the [[1gp]]”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"I am The Marauder, Demon Lord & ruler of Abyss layers 492 to 557 in Ealayreth." His wings shift behind his back, out of the way.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
They nod, "I don't know magic, like at all, but still good to know "
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
[[ blue, why is your pfp a quagsire with swampert arms ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
She laughs slightly. "I specialize in more elemental spells. Lightning, ice, a little bit of acid."
*mega swampert arms, but because funny, also that's Quaggy, say hi.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
It stays there as some ethereal laughter is heard.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"I get the first two from storms, that appears alot from them, but acid?"
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
She smiles slightly. "You haven't heard of acid rain?"
“Screw this, man I’m out” he turns into a spider and runs
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Bitrelyn is still practicing her magic against the targets outside. At least 6 piles of armor dot the training field already, some of them sparking with electricity, others covered in frost.
Yazrin is in the woods.
[Open Slot]
"Oh, yeah, makes more sense."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
The book follows.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Annie are you okay? So Annie are you okay? Are you okay Annie?*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He rolls and turns back into the humanoid form “hELP I HAVE A HAUNTED BOOK CHASING MEEEEE”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger