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Post by Isra - The Free City on Jun 1, 2015 17:10:17 GMT -8
Known as The Conjunction, the second-largest tower of the citadel is home to The Free City's order of mages and magicians. It houses state-recognized and employed wizards and sorceresses while providing space for experimentation and secure magical storage. In addition, it also houses The Free City archives - a sprawling library beneath the tower filled with books, records and documents.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244 
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Jun 4, 2015 19:35:52 GMT -8
As Andraste retires to her quarters in The Conjunction, the pain which she had been trying so very hard to hide hit her hard again. She nearly collapses as it takes her by surprise; that jolt of searing pain exploding from the left side of her chest, working its way down her arm and ending at her forearm, forcing a breathy whimpering exhale. She disrobes quickly, throwing her greatrobes and bustier onto her bed, clothed now in nothing but her underclothes. She turns her back to a nearby mirror and hisses as she gazes at her own back. It was nothing new, but the feeling and the sight of one's own flesh rotting in their living body was never pleasant. The top layer of her skin is gangrenous and disgusting, and pieces of it hang by a mere thread, which she pulls off unceremoniously, burning them to ash with a thought, exposing the deeper layers, which are red and inflamed, clearly showing signs of necrosis. Large pustules mark her flesh there as well, her body trying hard to react to an infection that isn't truly there, for this was no simple sickness. A magical affliction caused by a failed experiment had scarred her this way. It had almost killed her. In fact, it would have, had the herbwoman not taught her the means to keeping it localised. And, over her many years as a Sorceress, she had even learned to ignore and even reduce the pain through magic, as well as eliminating the scent of the rot. However, she is ever chasing a cure, still unable to find the solution. If only she could have access to that ancient, secret healing magic inherent to the Elves of old...
Wishful thinking. For now, she turns her mind to more important matters. She sits at her desk and retrieves a large tome titled "Healing Evocations: Eliminating the Poisons Within", opening it for at least the hundredth time. Perhaps she had missed something last time. There had to be an answer somewhere.
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She finishes the tome as the sun begins to rise, its bright rays stinging her eyes as they filter through her crimson curtains. She sighs. Another sleepless night lacking in results. More importantly, another night spent selfishly chasing a dream rather than accomplishing something with the time she has. Besides, perhaps the Collegium could reveal answers that she could never find on her own. What a fool she's been. She sighs and stands, turning toward her armoire, viewing herself in the mirror upon one of its doors. She looks terrible; her hair is disheveled and she has black rings under her eyes from lack of sleep. After an hour, however, she looks as lovely as usual, her tiredness covered with makeup and her hair brushed into shape. She smiles that placid, enigmatic smile at herself and ventures outside her room, heading toward the keep hall to break her fast.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 11:34:02 GMT -8
<Enter from the Keep Hall>
Finally, the guards carrying Andraste arrive at The Conjunction, yelling for help. A few healers garbed in stark white robes come to greet them. As the guards explain the situation, Andraste's near-lifeless body changes hands, carried by two of the healers into a room displaying a sigil of healing above the doorway. The door stays open, and nobody seems too keen on stopping Levi from going anywhere. It is the /free/ city, after all.
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Within the healer's room, Andraste is placed upon a well-sanitised cot, the two healers who had brought her in standing to each side. They place their hands about a foot over her palm-down, and suddenly, a bright white light shines down upon her prone figure, washing over her. It would seem she's in good hands, but for now, she will require rest as the healers attempt to fix the damage that's been done. Andraste, meanwhile, isn't looking good. There are dark black rings below her eyes and, although one can still see the attractiveness of her facial features, her face is thin and gaunt, her hair disheveled and unkempt. And, for some reason, the smell of rotting flesh emanates from her being, seemingly completely unrelated to anything that's happened to her.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 11:37:57 GMT -8
As the healers worked on Andraste, Ashley came in to watch silently. After watching her stare down a dragon, Ashley refused to leave until she had a chance to speak with this woman. Something about her seemed unusual, other than the obvious rotting smell.
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50 
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 11:44:30 GMT -8
Levi took a seat in a chair nearby to cool off. He had gotten lazy over the years and wasn't used to moving around so much, back in the day there was a time when he was very active but that was more than 2 decades ago. The magus would stick around for a while, he was curious of what she was trying to do standing right in front of that dragon.
He noticed another lady was here too now, "*clears throat* Hello."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 11:53:05 GMT -8
"Hello, I apologize for entering unannounced. I'm Ashley, a fellow mage as this woman here. I wanted to see if she was alright, and I wish to speak to her when she wakes up. Being able to stand up to a dragon like that, it's....it's impressive."
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 12:45:40 GMT -8
"Oh really? I am also a mage, the the Grand Magus in my land. I came here on a diplomatic mission." Levi explains to Ashley. "Hopefully she'll be fine."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 12:55:13 GMT -8
"Grand Magus, you say? You wouldn't happen to be Levi Thunderstruck, would you?"
OOC: Let me know if that's not the name I should know.
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a fairy
Established
Roleplay posts: 45
Age: ?
Physical Description: A tiny male fairy who emits a purple glow.
Clothes and Equipment: Were one to examine closely past the strong glow, the fairy would be wearing a leafy purple outfit.
Player's online availability : ?
Registered: Sept 7, 2015 12:24:02 GMT -8
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Post by a fairy on Sept 7, 2015 13:02:50 GMT -8
Fashionably late but now present, the purple fairy soars through the sliver of a closing main door, flying down the hall to rejoin Ashley who was now in a discussion with some other mages.
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 13:16:00 GMT -8
"Huh?! Why yes, I am actually! I didn't know people this far out would have known about me, to be honest. But then again we also didn't know there'd be people here when we came this way." Levi chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "It's been a while since I've last had heroic escapades, but I guess I should have some renown, even got myself an advisor seat in the Aedanian court. Well it's a surprising series of events."
((OOC: no problem, I don't mind it as Levi used to be a hero.))
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 13:35:26 GMT -8
The process is slow, but after a few hours, Andraste's eyes begin to open again, slowly. Suddenly, she bolts upright and begins to breathe heavily, apparently abruptly gaining her strength back. After a moment, however, she calms down again and gives the nearest healer one of her trademarked eerie, placid smiles and asks, softly, "My dear, would you be so kind as to procure something to eat for me? I did not realise until just now how hungry I am."
The healer nods and hastily shuffles out of the room, whereupon Andraste gets a good look around, until her eyes finally fall upon Ashley and Levi. "Ah, good afternoon," she says, calmly, "I do not recognise you two. Are you new initiates looking for training? Your auras are strong, you should do well here." She smiles a warm smile.
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 15:10:10 GMT -8
"No, I'm far from an initiate. I'm the one who brought you here. Name's Levi, Levi Thunderstruck of Aedan." Levi introduces himself.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 16:09:55 GMT -8
Andraste collects her twisted oak staff from beside the bed and uses it to lever herself up from the cot, despite the worried string of pleading from the nearby white-robed healer to lay back down and rest for awhile. After finally regaining her balance, Andraste stands to her full height and gives Levi a soft grateful smile. "In that case, thank you kindly for saving my life. I am in debt to you. If there is anything that I may do for you, please, just ask."
She looks to the other red-robed woman and nods in her direction. "And who might you be? Do I have you to thank for saving my life as well?" asks Andraste, her voice kindly and placid. Before Ashley can answer, however, a large tray of food carried by a young and mousey healer initiate arrives for Andraste, which she immediately refocuses on. She gestures vaguely in the direction of a nearby empty table, which slides over to where the two sit of its own accord, followed by a third chair sitting opposite them, in which Andraste plants herself. The tray, consisting of various types of fresh bread loaves and a leg of goat, along with a tankard of water, smells delicious. For some reason, the smell of rotting flesh has faded, making the replacement scent all the more pleasant to the palette. As the plate is placed in front of her, Andraste pushes it to the center of the table, smiling at the two and asking, "Would either of you like to partake in this bounty with me?"
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 17:06:56 GMT -8
"Just a little, I've been thinking I should cut down on how much I eat." Levi laughs patting his belly. He then helps himself to some bread. "Who are you then?"
(Pretty sure haven't heard her be introduced.)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 17:25:15 GMT -8
"Yes, I'm curious as to that as well. I'm known as Ashley, and although I'm not an initiate I am interested in your expertise. You seem to be knowledgeable of dragons, or at least brave enough to speak to them as equals." Ashley said as she took a small cup of water but nothing else.
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 17:41:01 GMT -8
Andraste gives a kind smile in Levi's direction, answering, "I am Andraste, Minister of Magic for the Free City. It is wonderful to meet you, Levi Thunderstruck. I have heard of your many exploits, and read many of your scholarly works during my stay in the Collegium."
Then, she turns to Ashley and nods. "Indeed. There were a string of courses I took that dealt with communing with magical and ethereal beings, and dragons were counted among them. I found the studies rather dull, but they seem to have paid off, yes? Dragons are intelligent creatures, and come in as many personalities as we do. They can be spoken to, and it should be attempted before causing inevitable loss of life by fighting them, which is something many do not seem to realise," responds the sorceress. "What are you?" she asks, suddenly, tilting her head to the side inquisitively. "You give off a powerful magical aura, but it is not trained and controlled as Levi's is. Instead it is raw, and natural, like a sprite's or a nymph's."
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Levi Thunderstruck
Committed
Dead
Roleplay posts: 50
Age: 49
Physical Description: Blonde hair that is usually untidy unless he has to clean up for a special appearance;which then he combs back,
He's slightly overweight from his lazy habits,
Despite his poor habits he's in good health for a man his age,
Clothes and Equipment: Mage Robes
Sandals (with socks)?
(more to come)
Player's online availability : Every Day
Registered: Aug 6, 2015 21:49:09 GMT -8
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Post by Levi Thunderstruck on Sept 7, 2015 17:44:38 GMT -8
"Aw Shucks." Levi is flattered and smiles.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 17:46:07 GMT -8
Ashley eyed Levi before taking a sip from her cup nonchalantly.
"Most likely you sense my companion Scoville the fairy." She replied after a pause, gesturing to the fey floating near her, its violet hues pulsating slowly. "I'm simply a mage wishing to improve her power. And for a time I felt fighting dragons was one way to become stronger. However, I admit I may have...abandoned my party after seeing you in action. We were attempting to slay that dragon you spoke with. When you showed up, I did my best to cease their attack, out of fear of harming you in the crossfire. Considering you're the minister of magic, it's safe to say you would've harmed us more."
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Andraste Ruana
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 244
Age: 25
Physical Description: =====================================
Although she is quite young, Andraste's very being resonates with magical power. She has long, dark red hair that falls down around her face, framing her soft, kindly features nicely. She has soft, unnaturally coloured orange eyes, striking against her pale skin. Andraste's hands speak to a lowborn life of peasant work, rough and callused. However, her skin is fair and her figure elegant, her musculature long and lean, lending itself to swiftness rather than powerful. Heat emanates from her body, able to be felt from almost a foot away.
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Clothes and Equipment: Since her adoption into a magic collegium, Andraste has taken to wearing ornate crimson great robes, flowing about her figure, complete with gold filigree and a roomy hood that shadows her face when worn, although she tends to keep it down outside of whatever court she happens to be serving. Her only offensive equipment is a dirk imbued with a haste enchantment, allowing for almost unnaturally quick strikes. However, she tends to favour her magic-imbued twisted oak staff which enhances her casting ability, the large black onyx stone at the tip of the staff holding a particular affinity to her favoured school of magic: Pyromancy. She also holds a book of various incantations in her other hand when in battle, reading them off with extreme speed and accuracy. She possesses a natural resistance to heat, but is much less resistant to cold.
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Registered: May 31, 2015 20:33:14 GMT -8
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Post by Andraste Ruana on Sept 7, 2015 18:02:02 GMT -8
Andraste gives a bemused smile. She knows she doesn't sense the fairy, but she decides to ignore that fact, for now. "Perhaps I was mistaken. In any case, I doubt I would have harmed you, either, although had you attacked I may have been turned to ash by that dragon. Thank you for staying the hands of your compatriots. I hope the beast is not killed before he can be redeemed. I felt no hate within him; he is a creature of love corrupted by anger and madness. I am certain that if I can simply disable him long enough to attempt to rid his soul of impurities, I can avert further crises involving him. It would be a great tragedy for a tortured creature such as him to simply be put down like a rabid dog."
Andraste falls silent for the moment, slicing off a carefully measured piece of bread before eating it in very small bites, despite her extreme hunger and inner desire to tear into it.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 18:20:40 GMT -8
"You may wish to speak to the man in charge of the local candy shop then. After his master-" She tried to stifle a laugh "After he attacked a dragon with a....chocolate sword, Renalt yearns to slay any and all dragons. Whether I become stronger by defeating them or learning from them is of no concern just as long as I further learn to master my magic. I suppose if you wish to protect the dragons, I will keep to your wishes."
She blushed a little and covered her mouth in her cup. "And possibly join you if you want to go on a journey...."
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