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Post by Land Tillers' State on Apr 10, 2016 13:04:43 GMT -8
The northern mountains are part of what kept the Land-Tiller's Expanse relatively isolated from the north. These mountains are home to several clans, particularly the Saskatoon Clan. They make their living exporting mountain crops, minerals, and goats and sheep's milk. Several villages dot the mountains. You can also find some odd and interesting fossils here, of which the trilobite is most revered.
The mountains are protected by powerful earth mages and titans lead by a woman named Sangilak. There is also a detachment of Chaos Falconers here, who can use falcons to deploy deadly runes high in the sky. Anyone coming from the north must pass through here. Visitors are welcome, but begrudgingly so.
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Zaræn Viddik
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 234
Age: 32
Physical Description: Zaræn cuts a rather dashing figure. He is tall at six foot two, with a lithe muscular build. He has captivating ice blue eyes that gleam with mischief, mischief that is also indicated by his perpetual half grin. He is ruggedly handsome with a powerful jaw, high cheek bones, proud brow, and perpetual stubble. His short brown hair is usually slicked back with a few premature white highlights. He has an intricate tattoo of a dragon running up his left arm.
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Clothes and Equipment: Zaræn prefers to dress in bright blues, reds, and gold colors. Sometimes splashing a bit of black. His preferred weapon and tool is his lightning pack. Made of gold it carries a significant charge of lightning mana which he channels into to large gauntlets. He uses this pack to augment his spell power.
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Registered: Feb 16, 2016 10:31:57 GMT -8
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Post by Zaræn Viddik on Apr 11, 2016 20:29:56 GMT -8
Zaræn whistled a merry tune as he makes his way into the Land Tillers Expanse. The international food festival! He was so excited to be participating, even if he wasn't serving any food. The only thing in his large wagon were barrels upon barrels of his home brew. So many barrels in fact that he needed a team of six oxen to pull his wagon. He was also excited to have a chance to talk to people again. The last few days had been lonely just him and his new golem. The golem was acting as Zaræn 's body guard and was one of his finest works. A light weight mithril exoskeleton covered in runes for increased strenght, animated by a powerful air elemental. Zephyr, as the golem had been dubbed was fast, strong, durable, flight capable, and able to manipulate the winds. Unfortunately he was not very bright, elementals were more creatures of instinct than intelligence. The construct made an excellent body guard but a poor traveling companion.
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Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui
Dedicated
The mountaintop guardian shadows his lands...
Roleplay posts: 380
Age: 1023 Years
Physical Description: Size (At standing pose): Height: 39 feet at the shoulder, Length: 104 feet
Eye color: Yellowish-White
Scale color: Light Blue, reflects a dull White in direct light
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Dragon Type: Chromatic
Dragon Color: Blue
http://i.imgur.com/Ba7kzgX.jpg
As a storm dragon, his hide and flesh can generate an electric charge passively when threatened, much like an eel, and can naturally and instantly release it upon being touched by a foreign organism or object.
As a human he takes the appearance of a man in the age range of forties to fifties, averagely built besides being a few inches taller than the average Joe and dressed in clean leather armor and worn blue cloths.
Clothes and Equipment: Two small leather pouches tucked under wings
He owns his father's ancestral unique magical scale mail. It is enchanted to break on impact and the shards return his body and reform into a different piece of armor until it is struck, then it repeats the steps.
A set of personal shoulder pads forged by Brock the forge master. It focuses the passive electricity in his hide into a beam of magic energy which blasts away targets.
Weaponry: Claws, Breath Attack (Lightning), and Bite
Treasure Hoarding: Minimal, mainly gems sometimes gold.
While as a human, he wields a magical long-sword, not much is known about his weapon, as he rarely uses it.
Allegiances: Isra (Loosely)
Player's online availability : US Central Time, Weekends: 8 AM to 11 PM, Weekdays: 6 AM to 9 PM
Registered: Mar 24, 2015 12:41:54 GMT -8
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Post by Jarkoopi, Kepesk Altiui on Apr 14, 2016 6:11:23 GMT -8
The Storm dragon soared over the ranges, as he was to join and enjoy himself in the festival. This time, he was obviously not armored as there was no need to be as such. Any great country knew to invite all the greater dragons of the realm, lest being unfavorable or raided by dragons.
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Princess Ashley
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: Unkown.
Physical Description: A small half-goblin girl with grey pupils, long messy brown pigtails, greyish skin, somewhat pointy ears, and noticibly sharp, slightly dsicoloured teeth.
Clothes and Equipment: Is rarely ever seen without a big fat cigar clenched between her teeth, the lit end glowing bright orange. Despite being a princess, her clothes are more fitting of a street urchin, being brown and ragged. She usually wears a ragged brown backpack filled with all manner of explosives, along with various other objects. She also has a heavy wooden mallet in her backpack that can catch fire without being consumed by the flames.
Registered: May 30, 2016 14:38:50 GMT -8
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Post by Princess Ashley on Jun 5, 2016 9:09:26 GMT -8
Four goblins pulled along a structure resembling a heavy metal barrel supported by four wheels. Ashley led them along before motioning them to stop once she saw the mountaintops. She ordered the goblins to arc the barrel upward before climbing into the opening and saying "Alright, fire."
One of the goblins lit the fuse on the back of the device before stepping back. An explosion shot out of the barrel, firing Ashley over the mountains and into the Land Tiller's Expanse.
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Sangilak of the Saskatoon
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 34
Physical Description: A middle-aged, dark skinned woman, about 5'11, athletic, muscular build concealed by her clothing
Clothes and Equipment: As a god-mother, she carries a child, a little boy named Uglu. She loves this child and would defend him with her life.
She is armed with two metal shields with razor sharp edges, one of which also has spikes. The spiked shield is called Father's Hand, the other is called Mother's Cry. Father's Hand helps her create and manipulate plant life. Mother's Cry helps her control the earth itself. Despite this they are very plain-looking and can double as cooking pans. When placed together, they form a hang drum instrument called Harmony which possesses healing properties.
She is dressed in light furs, and always carries fruit and herbs to make tea. She also has a special milk blend to keep the baby in good health, and some basic traveling supplies and precious stones/coins.
Her mount is a large yak named Snowball.
Registered: Dec 4, 2015 14:15:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sangilak of the Saskatoon on Jun 5, 2016 9:48:40 GMT -8
Sangilak and Uglu were helping some of the local clans with their farming duties when they suddenly heard a loud boom. "'Ook mommy! Fwying gir! Fwying gir!" The little boy pointed up at the sky excitedly. Sangilak squinted as she saw the strange girl zooming over head. "... Huh..." She said as she craned her neck to follow the path of the airborne woman. The mother and child looked at each other and shrugged. "I'm sure she'll be fine." She smiled at the concerned looking little boy. "Let's get back to work." Presumably the princess could land anywhere in the expanse depending on how powerful their cannon was. However, the following locations are closer to the northern border: Guardian Wizards' Tower, The Orc's Hut, Saskatoon Mountain Villages.
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Tamdoran Itcun
New
Roleplay posts: 1
Age: 83
Physical Description: Almost appearing as though he was chiseled from stone, Tamdoran Itcun is an Oread in his prime. His granite skin moving like flesh throws people off, but he sees himself no differently than any other individual. Jutting rock on his head forms what people would equate to hair. He is just a bit taller than the average human male and his silver eyes can often be seen looking far into the distance.
Clothes and Equipment: Simple robes, a large vase with a cloth in it, a large beaded necklace.
Player's online availability : Weekday evenings.
Registered: Jun 10, 2016 21:22:23 GMT -8
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Post by Tamdoran Itcun on Jun 11, 2016 7:48:40 GMT -8
Out on the ledge of a mountain a figure can be found at peace within the wild winds and blowing snow.
Tamdoran Itcun meditates without worry of harm by the elements.
Suddenly he stands "That is enough of this mountain" he says "The world is full of wonders, and as master said 'they are ours to discover'" With that the man walks back from the ledge and makes his way down the mountain, to go into the great wondrous world and explore.
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Mog'Lash the Breaker
Established
Roleplay posts: 18
Physical Description:
Lash is an orc and typical for her kind. Tall and strong. A little green and toothy. Her dark hair is soft and loose while her muscles are hard and defined. She has visible scars and bruises giving proof to the many battles she's fought and won.
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Clothes and Equipment: Her clothes vary depending up on the day and task before her. Usually this means simple pants and a top that show off her muscles. When expecting a fight (or when she plans on starting one) she'll wrap her hands and wrists to avoid injury.
Her primary weapons are her bare hands. Punches, chokes, and gouges just make her day. However, some opponents don't have the sense to fall down when hit in the face and for that reason she carries an orc-made ax.
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Registered: Jun 14, 2016 4:30:35 GMT -8
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Post by Mog'Lash the Breaker on Jun 14, 2016 5:45:50 GMT -8
The orc woman walks along the mountain path in a generally southern direction. She sees a herd of sheep higher up the slope on this particular mountain. She's seen a lot of sheep, lately, and each time she does she gets a little hungrier. Maybe she could snatch one?
No, the locals probably raise the sheep. There's likely a shepherd or something up there. Doubtless that the shepherd would try to stop her. Doubtless she'd break the poor local in half, too. But she isn't a thief. She'll find food in a village or trading post further down the path.
She continues to follow the path south, keeping a eye out for anyone else on the path. There are some foolish people in this world that don't like orcs and Mog'Lash doesn't want any of the those sorts getting the drop on her.
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Aug 25, 2016 12:12:14 GMT -8
With each footstep, the creature boomed through the mountain pass. Despite its great size, it moved with astonishing speed and power. It had an inordinately long neck, massive, sweeping tail, and large muscular legs. Galloping on all fours, it careened through an entire village, causing massive damage. Its body overflowed with a dark aura, and there were unnatural spines on its back. The creature was known in a foreign land as a mokele-mbembe. Once hunted to near extinction, some of them were abducted by a dark entity and then trained for combat. After that evil warlord was defeated, the remaining creatures either sought new masters or went into hiding. Many of them lost their dark energy and returned to their normal animal state. Apparently this one is still possessed by darkness. The creature had not gone unnoticed. Land-Tiller forces had been dispatched and General Sangilak of the Saskatoon was on her way to silence the creature's footsteps. However they would not be there for some time, and meanwhile the creature would continue to cause havoc. (This is a timed quest. I'm giving anyone who wants to capture the creature five turns before it is destroyed by the Land-Tillers.)
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Zagarus
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 37
Clothes and Equipment: Usually dark royal silks and robes with a cape, often in ceremonial but functional armor. Wears a gunmetal star-shaped pendant.
Registered: Feb 23, 2016 10:00:20 GMT -8
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Post by Zagarus on Aug 27, 2016 19:51:44 GMT -8
On a distant journey and far from home, Zagarus had been traveling the world for reasons unknown. Yet his attraction to the massive, possessed beast was surely a clue, for the Goraian warlord - on personal business - went out of his way to see the beast with his own eyes. The energy, of a similar type to his own, was tangible. The dark battlemage would track the creature from the tops of wooded mountains, aided by magic to position him in places that had excellent visibility but kept him partially hidden in the trees..
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Aug 27, 2016 21:57:19 GMT -8
The creature, enraged by sheer agony and lack of stimulation, began ramming its massive, ropey neck against some nearby trees, felling them with ease. It swung its devastatingly powerful tail around, smashing boulders and sending them flying. The creature cried out towards the mountains with a loud, shrieking roar, as if the entire mountain range was its territory and it anticipated a challenger.
It had not yet sensed Zagarus. In fact it appeared distracted.
Meanwhile, several miles down the road, General Sangilak was galloping towards the sound of the roar on her battle yak. Her body was already starting to build up earth energy. (Charge 1) The creature did not sense her presence yet either, nor was Sangilak aware of Zagarus.
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Zagarus
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 37
Clothes and Equipment: Usually dark royal silks and robes with a cape, often in ceremonial but functional armor. Wears a gunmetal star-shaped pendant.
Registered: Feb 23, 2016 10:00:20 GMT -8
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Post by Zagarus on Aug 27, 2016 22:50:54 GMT -8
Standing from atop a rocky outcropping on the side of the mountain, he sought to test the purity of the darkness with which the great beast was possessed. While a battlemage of multiple elements, darkness was an overarching specialty. A cold breeze stirred... it was subtle at first, hardly noticeable that the slight wind diverted in all directions to the man who stood in armor aside the mountain face. The more pure and potent the darkness magic that possessed the being, the wider the range of the disturbance...
(Charge 1)
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Aug 28, 2016 9:37:00 GMT -8
The creature continued to bellow towards the mountains when it felt a slight breeze go by...
Darkness?
Darkness?
Old master?
Enemy?
Familiar darkness...
What possessed the creature was the remnant of an ancient and powerful evil which once tried to control the world. The creature's former master embraced this darkness for a time before he disappeared. Now the creature was without a master, but not free of the darkness. It was an evil of the worst kind, the kind with no mercy towards anyone and anything, only living to fulfill its own carnal need to inflict pain and destruction. It was debatable whether or not the creature itself was evil. But the darkness that currently possessed it was pure.
Sensing something odd, the beast groaned and turned its head towards Zagarus' location. It still didn't know he was there, but it knew something was. It started walking towards the outcropping hidden by trees.
Sangilak meanwhile was riding through a destroyed village. The people were upset. Some were crying out and some were grievously injured. Luckily Sangilak's ritual would not take much longer. (Charge 2) She could hear the loud booms being made by the creature's wrath, though it was still out of sight.
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Zagarus
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 37
Clothes and Equipment: Usually dark royal silks and robes with a cape, often in ceremonial but functional armor. Wears a gunmetal star-shaped pendant.
Registered: Feb 23, 2016 10:00:20 GMT -8
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Post by Zagarus on Aug 28, 2016 22:20:47 GMT -8
He continued his draw on the energy. It was very potent, very pure darkness magic, energy that acted as a spring that could hopefully lead to the buildup of a powerful charge. The wind began to grow stronger now, small gusts in irregular patterns tugging the air towards the rocky outcropping on the side of the mountain. And then, as the wind kicked up slight pace, he unstrapped his sword from his back... its black blade began to emit a light blue hue, though he was still a considerable distance from the massive beast...
(Charge 2)
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Aug 30, 2016 8:42:59 GMT -8
The creature grimaced with pain as it was tormented by dark thoughts which should have been beyond its intellectual capacity. It groaned and swayed its head from side to side. After a few moments, the creature seemed to center itself and focused on the outcropping, where it began to charge. It still might not have seen Zagarus exactly, but it wanted to destroy the trees and rocks to expose whatever was there. At the moment its only thought was to destroy anything sentient.
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Further up the road, a very protective, very angry Sangilak was still riding towards the sound of the creature when she came across yet another destroyed village. Angry she had her battle yak double the pace. As soon as she was passed the village, she swung one of her arms out. "EARTH ART: CORUNDUM TITAN!"
One of the mountain sides suddenly exploded, and through the dust and debris a large creature began to walk forward. It was vaguely humanoid, with long, crystalline boulders for body parts. The stones were mostly greenish and speckled with bits of pink. The creature itself was about 35 meters tall. It completely dwarfed perpetrator of the destroyed villages. It kept pace with Sangilak's battle yak, which at this point was galloping at over 30 miles per hour.
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In the distance Zagarus would probably hear a loud crash as the titan appeared, though he still wouldn't see it. There was at least one more bend before the titan and Sangilak became visible. The crash would be followed by booming footsteps which were becoming progressively louder.
The long-necked beast would ignore the crash and focus on Zagarus' position.
(This is turn 3. Two turns left.)
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Zagarus
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 37
Clothes and Equipment: Usually dark royal silks and robes with a cape, often in ceremonial but functional armor. Wears a gunmetal star-shaped pendant.
Registered: Feb 23, 2016 10:00:20 GMT -8
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Post by Zagarus on Sept 4, 2016 8:15:37 GMT -8
Zagarus quickly darted off the outcropping. He knew the creature might see him, difficult as it may be, as it got closer during its charge. He had to make sure he wasn't right in the monster's path, so he scrambled up the mountainside quickly, ducking into the trees. Just then, a great crash could be heard. Zagarus, having been focused on his own spell, didn't notice Sangilak's presence or his summoning of the rock creature. This isn't good, he thought, though once re-positioned, he continued drawing in energy... (Charge 3 unless Zagarus is interrupted.)
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Sept 5, 2016 7:00:55 GMT -8
Zagarus would not be interrupted. Instead the creature would howl at him. His presence was now obvious even if he wasn't completely visible. The creature's howl was something of a challenge. It was close enough so that he could hear its breath and the earth being clawed at with its sharpened hooves.
Of course, the creature's roar could be interpreted as an opening...
Sangilak would appear just around the corner of the road. Zagarus might question what a middle-aged woman riding a yak was doing in the area, until he would notice she had a shield raised in the air that was brimming with earth energy. A few seconds later the titan would appear. They were heading straight for the beast.
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Zagarus
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 37
Clothes and Equipment: Usually dark royal silks and robes with a cape, often in ceremonial but functional armor. Wears a gunmetal star-shaped pendant.
Registered: Feb 23, 2016 10:00:20 GMT -8
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Post by Zagarus on Sept 8, 2016 10:57:13 GMT -8
The massive beast let out a great noise, one that left the ears ringing and the earth rumbling with its proximity. Adrenaline coursed through his bloodstream, a natural response to the sound of its roar and the size of its hooves - like the pilots of old trains - digging into into the ground and uprooting weeds and moist earth with its sheer power. The darkness energy amassed to his form now, having been drawn from the ambiance and the creature's aura alike, would release. With a raise of his right arm, palm displayed and fingers splayed out to the beast, a blackish, purplish beam would erupt from an invisible sort of origin about a foot from the man's hand. Unless blocked, negated, or redirected, it would blast straight at the creature, threatening to overcome it as the beam cast itself into a sort of miasma, tendrils of blackness creeping and snaking around the humongous animal to eventually swallow it whole. Unless Sangilak intervenes or the creature is able to resist, she'd find the monster being engulfed by a cloud of blackness...
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Post by Land Tillers' State on Sept 9, 2016 23:26:28 GMT -8
The creature roared as it strained against the darkness. But at the same time an odd sort of contentment washed over the creature. Darkness resonated with darkness, and it wouldn't be long before the creature submitted to Zagarus' will. This was good news, because the titan had stopped within a few dozen meters of the beast. Had Zagarus taken a second longer to incapacitate the creature, it liked would have been crushed into a meaty pulp...
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Sangilak of the Saskatoon
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 34
Physical Description: A middle-aged, dark skinned woman, about 5'11, athletic, muscular build concealed by her clothing
Clothes and Equipment: As a god-mother, she carries a child, a little boy named Uglu. She loves this child and would defend him with her life.
She is armed with two metal shields with razor sharp edges, one of which also has spikes. The spiked shield is called Father's Hand, the other is called Mother's Cry. Father's Hand helps her create and manipulate plant life. Mother's Cry helps her control the earth itself. Despite this they are very plain-looking and can double as cooking pans. When placed together, they form a hang drum instrument called Harmony which possesses healing properties.
She is dressed in light furs, and always carries fruit and herbs to make tea. She also has a special milk blend to keep the baby in good health, and some basic traveling supplies and precious stones/coins.
Her mount is a large yak named Snowball.
Registered: Dec 4, 2015 14:15:40 GMT -8
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Post by Sangilak of the Saskatoon on Sept 9, 2016 23:37:35 GMT -8
Sangilak, with a wave of her hand, just barely managed to make her titan yield.
Zagarus would see the middle-aged woman approaching the cloud of blackness cautiously on her steed. He would notice the yak was wearing specialized cataphract style armor. Sangilak herself was wearing stylized furs designed mostly to deal with the cold weather. She wielded one shield, but she had a second shield strapped to her back.
The titan growled, its reverberations echoing quite a distance out. Zegarus would see its form pulsing with greenish veins filled with earth energy. The titan slowly circled the dark cloud.
Sangilak raised an eyebrow towards Zagarus. "I'd appreciate it if you told me what transpired here, so that I can decide whether to thank you or try to kill you."
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Zagarus
Established
Roleplay posts: 43
Age: 37
Clothes and Equipment: Usually dark royal silks and robes with a cape, often in ceremonial but functional armor. Wears a gunmetal star-shaped pendant.
Registered: Feb 23, 2016 10:00:20 GMT -8
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Post by Zagarus on Sept 14, 2016 14:30:39 GMT -8
"Heh," he smirked, confidently, as the black miasma seemed to dissipate after swallowing the creature whole. What was engulfed within it was no more, gone, as though never having existed in the first place. Soon, the only evidence of the creature were the massive hoofprints in the ground, and the broken trees and smashed rock that marked its path.
"I was just passing through, when I saw it coming. It looked dangerous... and so I banished it." He knew he was in no position to take on Sangilak and the titan after his spell, should she decide he was to be killed.
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