The Great Wyver
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"Yeah... um..." The Sphere's (That's the name im gonna use until we actually start asking for names around here) light turns a deeper shade of red.
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"That's, um, true..." The sphere quieted.
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"But... uh... we don't have t-to resort to violence, right?" Even the sphere sounded a bit unsure as it floated behinde the two men staring down the dwarf. "Oh. Um. Hi, t-there!" Says a voice to your right.
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"Um, no need to get violent! I think!" The light turned into light red.
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"Well then, little, uh, maybe painspren? Anyways! I gotta know, are you trying to make me into one of those fabled radiants?" She said to the painspren, wherever it was. "Ooooh, will I get to visit Shadesmar? Or fly?" She waited for an answer The Spren (whos name was Vhellemox but did not remember it at the moment) stayed silent. What cuold it say? It didn't even know what it was doing there. It only remembered appearing some time ago. How much time? It didn't know. What was its name? It didn't know. It did have a deep instinct however; to cause chaos. But how? Wehen she didnt get a response, she sighed. But still, she knew, deep down, that there was a spren, possibly a painspren, in her room. And since she wasn't in pain at all, well, that meant a Bond, right? Oh, whatever. She strung her banjo over her back and strapped on her satchel. Bond or not, she was going berry hunting in the forest.
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"Uh..." A small, levetating, glowing sphere to your left speaks. "He's the small guy over there." You see @Sherma Main's character.
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"Uh, it's him..." Its light flickered towards @Sherma Main. "He's been, kinda, uh, attacking us... calling me a dark magic wielder and all without any proof..." The light became a shade redder; you can barely see teh difference.
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they had dinner. Afterwards, Jan
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You can tell, just somehow, that it is getting annoyed. "J-just no." The sphere floated away back towards the Wizard.
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The sphere is silent. It then turns a deep, ugly purple.
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"I literally have not gone anywhere. That's like saying "Why's you make me travel to the castle?" when you've lived there your whole life."
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You can feel the confusion coming from the sphere. "I... am not a dark magic user! I-I am cursed by it, but I do not use it!"
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The sphere kept sputtering. "When will you ever belive me!?"
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"Wh-how don't you believe me!?" The sphere's light changed to some variety of orange.
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As soon as your [weapon name here] hit the sphere, it went right through it. As if the sphere didn't actually exist. "See? I-I can't eat you if I'm not ph-physical!"
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The sphere thing sputtered. "Wha-no-I-look, I d-don't even h-have a physical body! L-like, try hitting me!"
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"Wha- I don't eat people! I'm a b-ball for Peak's sake!"
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"W-wait! Um, stop it you, um, e-evil thing!" Said a quivering voice behind you. It came from a small, levetating, glowing red sphere.
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The sphere bows, as much as one could. It just seems to roll downwards then up. "Thank you, um..." It didn't know the Wizard's name.
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"Um..." The sphere read the expression. "W-would you be f-fine with helping me, er, slay her?"
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"It's a c-curse, I think." The sphere flickered as it spoke. "Um... do you know the S-Sorceress? The one who l-lives in the Isles to the South?"
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Scrar polished her banjo, glancing around. She thought she'd seen it again, the little red light in the corner of her eye that had been haunting her. She smirked; she knew shed catch it eventually. "Hello, Spren," She said to no one but the spren that was definetely in the air. "I know you're there, so why not show yourself?"
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"Huh..." It glanced around at the tree. "M-maybe I should s-stop hiding in here, then..." It flew through the leaves out into the open; it was a simple, glowing ball that hovered in the air.
