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SpiritOfWrath

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  1. Dint narrowed his eyes, in complement to the numerous times she had. “Okay.” He went and moved the bodies farther, then returned, looking to Alvar. “You still wish to shoot, yes?” @Dragonheir
  2. Dint stared at her. He sighed. “Do you know what the dirt would do to our bolts? And an apple seems like it would be a bit too much for someone just now learning the crossbow.”
  3. Dint sighed. Of course. He cut himself out with his dagger. ”Please. We have to practice somehow. Do not impede it.”
  4. Dint shrugged and walked through the doorway. @TheRavenHasLanded
  5. Ista turned to Sequence. “Could you bring us there?” there being Onyx’s castle @Sequence
  6. Dint looked straight at her. He noticed her heritage, but really didn’t care. “Yes. Frivolous.” He launches a bolt at the fallen trunk with barely a glance, embedding it into the wood.
  7. Might I touch a statue? In an anger spren emergency?
  8. “Yes. I always found them a tad bit frivolous. I don’t know these specific ones, but I’ve known my fair share.”
  9. Spirit entered the super secret homework compound, blending into the shadows. He scouted, then transmitted telepathically the layout of the compound to everyone who had teleported with him.
  10. Dint jumped down from the wagon. He proffers his crossbow, a slightly dirty contraption. He had learned to take it apart and reassemble it, and had even begun to assemble his own, but other mechanics eluded him. ”Hello.” He said awkwardly. He had wished to talk to them simply for the fact that use of the crossbow had exiled him - he had never really been part of something for using it. He looks at Alvar, and tells him quietly. “Your form is good. Better than mine, when I learned. I do not really have any tips… everything I learned was on my own. I have never put it into words.” He shrugged and pointed to a felled tree a ways off in the woods. “That would make a good target. If you miss, you’d be aiming to the ground anyways. It would be easier to retrieve the bolts. And there are no dryads to anger.”
  11. Tenth looks down, grinning. “I think we did rather well!”
  12. Dint looks around. He looks at the sky apprehensively.
  13. Don’t looked around. “Well, the free entertainment left.”
  14. A rather large sapient twig
  15. Curious, and testing himself, Dint loads his own crossbow and launches a bolt at the targets casually though quickly.
  16. Tenth shot at the remaining soldiers on his level, using the ceiling piece as cover.
  17. Dint was alone on top of the wagon, watching whilst alert. The solution would wear off in an hour or so, and then he would have to rely on his own strength.
  18. Tenth goes up to the ceiling, the hops closer to where he heard the explosions, brushing the ceiling and teleporting. He took a five foot diameter chunk with him, appearing behind it and readying his rifle to fire.
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