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Channelknight Fadran

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  1. "If we don't have to clean up this mess, then sure." Samarin pushed himself up to his feet. "Unless this is a clever ploy not to pay us for... whatever this was."
  2. what am I doing in Duolingo squad
  3. NATIONAL POKEMON DAY

    who's your favorite?

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    2. DramaQueen

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      you are all incorrect

      s k i d d o is the GOAT

      What happened to your love for Squirtle

    3. Channelknight Fadran

      Channelknight Fadran

      I never said I stopped loving Squirtle

      I just happened across Skiddo one day and realized how much of a world there was out there

    4. DramaQueen
  4. The Dragon (a third competitor - not to be confused with Porterion's illusions) leaps into the battlefield, breathing his fire at Porterion. Porterion raises a hand to block the flames, then casts another spell. The flames immediately disappear, leaving nothing behind but smoldering ash. "You can never be too careful, eh?" he laughs. "Imagine if you tried to attack someone and they cast a spell to freeze you solid. Or even worse - a fireball! That would hurt, wouldn't it?" He waits for the dragon to try again, and once again, his spell vanishes in an instant. "I've seen some pretty powerful spells used during my career," he continues. "So I know how to defend myself against the most deadly ones. That's why I put a lot of thought into making sure my illusions would work fine without me nearby. You could say I did my homework!" With a wink, Porterion steps forward, spinning around in a full circle. "I've got quite a few tricks up my sleeve!" he roars. "And they all work well together. Each one is tailored to the situation. My illusions might look similar - but they're completely unique. Just watch and learn. Then, when we get close, you'll see it for yourself!" * * * For now your fire breath is ineffective - and yes, I had to specify that you were a seperate player. The AI didn't like there being illusory and real dragons at the same time. @PyroPhile
  5. Imma have to ask you to specify someone in particular
  6. Porterion enters the battlefield with a flourish, summoning a trio of illusory dragons to frighten away any opponents who draw near. "Ha, ha, ha!" Porterion laughs, his smile wide and proud. "Have you ever heard the phrase 'three heads are better than one?' Well, that's true when it comes to illusions!" He summons three different creatures to stand before him: a lion, a tiger, and a dragon. As he speaks, these creatures shift and change shape, taking on new forms. At first glance, they appear identical - each looks just like the last. But upon closer inspection, anyone could see that there are subtle differences between them. The lion has longer fur, the tiger has darker stripes on its backside, and the dragon has a more pointed snout. These changes aren't obvious at first glance, but as the enemy gets closer, they become apparent. For example, the illusion of the lion appears to be focused on the right side of its face, while the illusion of the tiger is focused on the left. When the two illusions meet, their eyes will dart from side to side, trying to figure out which side is real. "I'll make this easy," Porterion crows. "All three of your opponents are illusions. They're not real. That means you don't need to worry about hurting them - so long as you avoid the real ones!" With that, he steps aside and watches the battle begin. * * * Instead of dragons, looks like you summoned a trio of beasts - chimera-style. But what's this strange bluff you've added to the mix? @The Wandering Wizard
  7. @UnfortunatelyNamed if Enter doesn't respond anytime soon
  8. The match began with Kugijk'ran the All-Consuming leaping into the arena, casting an illusion spell. His magic covered him completely, turning him invisible. * * * It worked! Nobody knows where you are right now. @Enter a username
  9. xino's taking his sweet sweet time. Let's skip to you, homie.
  10. After waiting a few extra minutes as a wealthy-looking lady partook in a seemingly pointless argument with the border guard, they finally wove their way far enough down the line to produce their own tickets. Kris had prepared a large stockpile of these several weeks in advance for this very day, and was honestly a little disappointed that three or four of them were going to waste back at the house. Strictly speaking it was better than the alternative, but oh well. "Anything to declare?" The clerk asked. He sat behind a wall of brick and glass, clicking away at a typewriter. Kris slid his tickets and a secondary ledger onto the clerk's desk and gestured at his bag. "Expedition. Lots of components, but they should all be signed off here." "Mmm... mkay." He begun stamping the tickets one by one. "To the mountains? With them?" "They're more capable than they look." "If you say so." The clerk handed the tickets back. "You're good to go. Have a nice trip." Pocketing the tickets and shouldering his bag, Kris led the kids through the door to the Magniporters. There were three in this building: massive circles with a complicated series of lattices painted over top, and several incredibly healthy-looking potted plants placed at each vertice or between sets of lines. He'd put quite a bit of idle research into these: large-scale Vegeteporters capable of warping entire groups of people at once. It'd be those fir tree saplings in each of the three corners that made the difference between a regular porter and one of this size, though an entire array of other bushes and ferns couldn't be ignored in that regard. But now wasn't any time to stop and admire the handiwork here. Kris stepped into the center of the nearest circle, gesturing for the others to follow. There was space for maybe a whole wagon here, so there was plenty room for each of them to fit.
  11. "Self-defense is fine, of course, but the odds of having to defend yourself with lethal force in this inn are quite low."
  12. "We have a no harassment policy, several off-limits locations... don't acknowledge the waffle man, don't ruin public property... no murder." Fadran sent a glance at Rayvyn.
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