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SpiritOfWrath

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  1. Understanding crossed his face. “Uuhh… Soldier. Guard.”
  2. Guac OF COURSE WHAT TYPE OF HERETIC ARE YOU, TO EVEN CONSIDER THAT QUESTION?
  3. The woman whirled to face Asher, but it was too late - she didn’t have time to react.
  4. Oi! ‘Appy bday!

  5. He hesitates, then cringes slightly. “What?” so like this one IS a cannibal so don’t go trying to make him likeable
  6. Herald stepped towards the wall, knowing it to be safe. He vaguely recalled an entrance here… maybe.
  7. Kool Pyk readies himself, launching himself into the view of the woman, hoping to distract her. It worked - she turned to him, surprised that he could move. She raised a hand, and a spike of golden Ichor burst from it, hitting and bouncing off of Pyk’s armor. She narrowed her eyes, and then hissed. “What. IS. That?” in reference to the Nullite within his armor.
  8. 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.
  9. Scol looks confused, but then sees the hand. “I am Scol.” His voice was garbled, as if he couldn’t really hear himself speak. He shakes the hand.
  10. Herald arrived at the castle, then struggled to remember the guard patterns he had heard.
  11. Maybe it was because of his horrible hearing.
  12. 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.
  13. This feeling of anticipation… The wolf charged, but Andra is unable to move.
  14. He didn’t reply.
  15. And you know it, don’t you? The light resolved into the form of a golden, glowing wolf.
  16. Does it matter? Do. You. FEEL IT?
  17. Scol stared into your eyes, a slightly frantic, insane look in his own, reptilian eyes. hes security, btw
  18. 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. ”Any and all judgement, for I am the Judge, Consort of Aeia.” He raised the sword higher.
  19. Do it! BURN HIM! *gets gasoline*
  20. 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?
  21. Aaaahhh Scol looked over the crowd as they spoke to each other, licking his bloodied lips and smelling the many types of hybrids.
  22. I am your deity, fool. The light continued to grow, but the figure did not notice.
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