Nathrangking

"Queen and Kindness I agree with Fadran. We don't want to see either of you harmed. I can give Queen a weapon for defense, but you two should retreat while we fight off these creatures." @Spren of Kindness @DramaQueen

I look over at Queen and nod in thanks as a small burst of power appears within me. I hear the pain in her voice. I keep my own counsel. I roll my eyes when I see her give me a look when she twirls her knife and declares her desire to take off an arm.

"You can handle yourself. Don't feel pressure. Keep your mind blank. Let everything, but the moment disappear."

Did you have to blow up that truck? Jeweled Chalice.

I turn toward the sound that shatters the silence. A second blade appeared in my empty hand. I call the winds to me. A wave of thunder rolls over the the land. Spears of lightning descend and float around me. "I grin. Fadran, let's see if you can learn some mindscaping practically."

"While I agree with my friends I'll say this you are unskilled in the art of the wager. You want to succeed learn humility." I turn back to Fox and will my winds to hold the dagger aloft in front of her.

"Surely if you are as powerful as you claim you would not fear a wager. Unless you merely speak words of bravado. I have seen many braggarts claim to be mighty. They are usually all talk. You seem the type. I made no insult against you. It is you who make baseless claims against me."

I don't even flinch. "Cheeky little creature. Tell me O' powerful one as mighty are you a gambler?"

"You can control heat can you? Well so can I." To prove my point I siphon away enough heat to make frost form on the ground.

I turn to Fadran. "I have access to some weapons. That however is singular. There are no others like it that I know of."

Though she is good at hiding it I can tell that Fox is hiding pains both physical and emotional. That was me not so very long ago. Has it been centuries. She is a kindred spirit of sorts. I recognize the style of her clothes. Baalhan was most descriptive. If she is from that realm then she truly is capable of great things. Trust must be earned. It's time to see about trust. "Fox, we have a tendency to get into trouble. Currently, we are on the run from an unknown threat, you seem to prefer knives to other weapons, and we need all of the assistance that we can get. Therefore, I think that you should be armed appropriately." I descend into my own mind. Instantly I am in the heart of a vast vault piled high with fabulous treasures, tomes, and weapons. I reach out and an ancient jewel encrusted dagger with a similarly formed sheath flies into my hand. In a flash I ascend again dagger now in my hand. I hold it out to Fox. "Welcome to our group. Do try not to cut yourself with it. It has a rather nasty tendency to eat away at the souls of those that it cuts. I got it from a friend who got it from a deity of your realm by the name of Anubis."

*Wins.*

*Wins.*

Is it? Nave.

As do I.

An uncharacteristic smirk forms on my lips. I watch Fox's exchange with Vapor silently.

"The pleasure is mine. After living for eons I can honestly say that it is hard to surprise me. You though are a wild card. I can't read you as well as I do others. In time to come you will be something important indeed. How, I'm not yet sure. You are unpredictable. You have a fire. I can honestly say that I believe that your capacity to cause change is limitless."

What is the year following 1936? Dancing Queen.

*Wins.*

I bow. "Nathrangking is my name." I straighten up. Baalhan reaches out and feels the walls of his prison. I should have paid attention to Nathrangking's lesson's on mindscapes. It'll take a bit of time, but I can work with that. "It's time to find the seams." He rises.

*Winning.*

I nod. "Remember what I said Fox. Live with caution not fear."

I quirk an eye brow and chuckle. "Indeed." Baalhan feels his magic stretching and struggling and then dying. He chuckles and turns to the shadowy figures. "It seems that Aridith is discovering what happens when you play games with divine magic."

What is Modern Art? The keys of destiny.