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Through the Living Wrath

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  1. The wound around the sliver was indeed very dirty. Perhaps the seizing resulted from an infection. Her power welled up within her, seeming to want this as well as comfort and encourage her. The staff unraveled under the bear, but still connected, throwing the bear away with a strength that was unnatural. However, the proximity to the bear worsened all your problems, reality seeming to warp around your Ichor wounds, forcing you to you hands and knees. Behind where the bear was, was a golden crown, seeming to ooze the golden Ichor. It seemed to… call… to you.
  2. The woman had a sliver of metal lodged in her gut.
  3. “Really? I seem to know more about your child than you do. And I’ve never met your child.” He narrowed his eyes. ”I guess that puts us on equal footing, then.” For the other thing: ”Hhhhmmmmm… a virtual orphan who’s had to deal with the death of multiple important people in her life. You’re right, the last thing she should have is a parent.”
  4. She shuddered. “You tell me…” Then she collapsed, convulsing.
  5. The woman laughed, and she let herself get hit, her skin bleeding and quickly healing. She grinned, and a spear of golden light burst forwards from her. Drin took her shoulder, looking her in her eyes. “Listen to me, Atlas. Your brother is out there somewhere. And we are going to find him. I promise you.” *whispers* you should join the Great Spirits RP once it gets to part three.
  6. The platform is about the size of an average bedroom. The wind, frost, and fire each seemed to… unravel… as they reached the Ichor. The bear leapt into action, taking wounds where there wasn’t Ichor, bleeding regular blood. It dived towards you. ”I don’t know… Intellect’s protection against the winds just… stopped…”
  7. The bear roared, staying in its place.
  8. He came, finally, to the peak. A bear, bleeding golden Ichor, was guarding something behind it.
  9. Before long, he approached a man in armor, watching the horizon. His back was to you. His hand struck a small nest of bugs, each glowing gold. He squished them, only for them to regrow and sting his hand before flying away. The woman looked up, and Aela recognized her. “It’s gone… the library… something went wrong with the protections… the storm destroyed it.”
  10. It isn’t dangerous, necessarily. Just… an implacable strangeness. Perhaps he should avoid more of these wounds. After they walk-éd for a time, a woman approached them, haggard and wounded.
  11. @Argenti The beast leapt toward him, taking the bait and falling. However, a sliver of golden light nicked Jakob, forming a cut that didn’t seem entirely normal.
  12. “I feel that it is… inevitable. The Flame will consume the king, and our world will return to a time of wonder.”
  13. The woman’s head fell off, but it grew back, forming a grin as she punted the severed head at Pyk, who dodged, then charged. His suit locked up as he charged, immobilizing him. A voice came to him. This is the arcana of Keylana. I will be useless against it. Drin frowned. “Atlas - we need to consider. Figure out what’s going on.”
  14. He frowns impatiently, then showed him the Flame within his cloak. “It. Is.”
  15. “No, my misguided friend. It is… the Flame. It is.”
  16. It directed them to what looked like an ocean. @Spark of Hope The map is invisible to Felicity.
  17. They couldn’t get in for some reason. Oh well. If only they had a map, giving them directions to something. Don’t matter, it’s gone. Maybe she should look around. It did seem very dark, didn’t it? A beast strolled out - draped in golden Light. It charged, reality seeming to almost warp around it.
  18. “I am the Herald of the Flame.” “I am. I do.”
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