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1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

It is you who lies. Do you not feel it, permeating your body? The fear, worming its way into your every thought, seeping into your very soul? Does it not command your actions? Compel your body?

"Sorry, umm. English please. I didn't understand a word you just said." Andra says, watching the glowing light behind the figure.

Posted
1 minute ago, IcedOutPenguin said:

"Sorry, umm. English please. I didn't understand a word you just said." Andra says, watching the glowing light behind the figure.

I… can speak in a language you understand.

A dreadful fear entered Andra, a paranoia, a frantic urge to hide, to plot.

The light started to resolve into a figure.

2 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"What judgement?!"

”Any and all judgement, for I am the Judge, Consort of Aeia.”

He raised the sword higher.

Posted
1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

I… can speak in a language you understand.

A dreadful fear entered Andra, a paranoia, a frantic urge to hide, to plot.

The light started to resolve into a figure.

"You are, but you just put the words together in a way that didn't make sense to me." Andra said still putting up a strong outward show while cowering inside.

Posted
1 minute ago, IcedOutPenguin said:

"You are, but you just put the words together in a way that didn't make sense to me." Andra said still putting up a strong outward show while cowering inside.

Does it matter? Do. You. FEEL IT?
 

1 minute ago, Through The Living Glass said:
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Don’t worry

you get something after this

 

Posted
4 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

And you know it, don’t you?

The light resolved into the form of a golden, glowing wolf.

"Know what?"

Posted
1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

This feeling of anticipation…

The wolf charged, but Andra is unable to move.

"Sure. What about it?"

At me, or at the figure?

Posted
Just now, IcedOutPenguin said:

"Sure. What about it?"

At me, or at the figure?

The figure is near you, so it is unclear.

It wi-

The wolf arrived, tearing through the figure and feasting on it, giving enough time for an anguished scream.

Andra could feel the Threads that Fear controlled flow to her, empowering her. A cloak of darkness enveloped her, and a nagging paranoia and fear echoed in her mind, not going away.

 

The wolf looked at Andra, crouching. It was bleeding Golden Ichor, snarling.

Posted
Just now, SpiritOfWrath said:

The figure is near you, so it is unclear.

It wi-

The wolf arrived, tearing through the figure and feasting on it, giving enough time for an anguished scream.

Andra could feel the Threads that Fear controlled flow to her, empowering her. A cloak of darkness enveloped her, and a nagging paranoia and fear echoed in her mind, not going away.

 

The wolf looked at Andra, crouching. It was bleeding Golden Ichor, snarling.

Andra felt paranoid, but there was no time for that now. 

She draws her sword and looks at the wolf.

Posted
1 hour ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

He sees Rage about to attack Felicity and Aela, sword raised.

Mabye he should help.

 

”I must be aloof from the worries of the people, in order to dispense the purest judgment possible.”

 

@Spark of Hope

The power pulsed within her, pushing for… attack? It pushed to be used, to twist the Threads that made up the world.

 

 

@Argenti

I am not sure of that. You must find them, I think. But that shouldn’t be difficult, I think.

The crown glowed an abrasive golden light, piercing through the winds and illuminating his way.

 

@IcedOutPenguin

A voice pierced the fog. Who… are you?

A cloaked figure stepped from the darkness, and behind the figure, a small golden light began to glow.

33 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

She trusted it again. She used the Threads to attack. 

Posted
40 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She trusted it again. She used the Threads to attack. 

A shell of pale blue glass surrounded them, blocking Rage. It extended in a semisphere, covering the half that faces Rage, though it would be easy to go around - Movement would be advised.

 

A cage of this ”glass” formed around Rage, trapping him for a time.

Posted
1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

A shell of pale blue glass surrounded them, blocking Rage. It extended in a semisphere, covering the half that faces Rage, though it would be easy to go around - Movement would be advised.

 

A cage of this ”glass” formed around Rage, trapping him for a time.

Aela grabbed Felicity's hand and dashed away as fast as she could.

@Spark of Hope

Posted (edited)
45 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

A shell of pale blue glass surrounded them, blocking Rage. It extended in a semisphere, covering the half that faces Rage, though it would be easy to go around - Movement would be advised.

 

A cage of this ”glass” formed around Rage, trapping him for a time.

44 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Aela grabbed Felicity's hand and dashed away as fast as she could.

@Spark of Hope

She followed. 

@SpiritOfWrath @Through The Living Glass

Edited by Spark of Hope
Posted
4 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

He sees Rage about to attack Felicity and Aela, sword raised.

Mabye he should help.

 

”I must be aloof from the worries of the people, in order to dispense the purest judgment possible.”

 

@Spark of Hope

The power pulsed within her, pushing for… attack? It pushed to be used, to twist the Threads that made up the world.

 

 

@Argenti

I am not sure of that. You must find them, I think. But that shouldn’t be difficult, I think.

The crown glowed an abrasive golden light, piercing through the winds and illuminating his way.

 

@IcedOutPenguin

A voice pierced the fog. Who… are you?

A cloaked figure stepped from the darkness, and behind the figure, a small golden light began to glow.

Ison ran forward, darkness streaming off of him, freezing Rage in place with one sword, and driving the other through the neck. It wasn't enough to kill him, but it at least inconvenienced him. Hopefully it hurt him.

Posted
7 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

am not sure of that. You must find them, I think. But that shouldn’t be difficult, I think.

The crown glowed an abrasive golden light, piercing through the winds and illuminating his way.

Jakob exhales and clears his mind, feeling, listening, and hearing for the thousand whispering murmurs of power that make up a spirit.

He feels a howling wind, a great wall of ice, a blazing inferno, a pit of terror, and a sizzling well of emotion.

He starts to wander towards where he thinks rage is.

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