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She grew more awestruck by the minute as he revealed there were multiple gods, all controlling seperate elements. She supposed it was rather like the creators; Cinnoru had controlled water, Nieque earth, and Sepagus air. "Flaming storms...electric rain..." Her voice was almost a coo, so thick was her desire to meet these omnipotent creatures. And he could heal - in Isilme Nyx had learnt of the healers of each herd, possessing magic allowing them to fix wounds no matter how great or small. She had always been intrigued by this potential, but had no desire to wield such power herself. She would let somebody else worry about healing the wounds - she would concentrate on making them. He mentioned the Veins, and the silver woman cast her mind back to her meeting with Mauja and d'Artagnan, in that bizarre lava-filled place with the altars. Admittedly she hadn't had much time to take in the scenery when she was fleeing from d'Artagnan's hellhound, but she had noticed that the place was particularly eerie and filled with a certain energy. It was relatively unsurprising to her to find out that it was where the gods made their home; it had certain similarities to the Manor in Isilme, where the Tome Guardian lurked. He, with the power to give her the sight she had been born without; perhaps the Sun God was him under a new alias, and would chase Nyx from his lands with accusations of greed. All the same, she nodded. "Yes, that sounds good. Shall we?" He spoke then of Mara again, and the iron woman's blue gaze met the serpent's black one. She really was a multi-purpose beast, able to poison and paralyze in equal measure; she was not the type of creature Nyx would like as an enemy. "Remind me never to get on her bad side," she said with a shrill, nervous chortle, vocalising her thoughts from earlier. She was really beginning to think she should seek out a companion like Gaucho, Lace, d'Artagnan and Mauja all had - in a battle, she would be capable of facing the horse themselves, and it would be very useful to have a companion to deal with her foe's pet beast. She felt at a desperate disadvantage here, magicless and petless, and felt morally obliged to even the odds. |
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[OPEN] The World
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12-26-2013, 09:01 PM
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RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-19-2013, 06:57 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-19-2013, 07:21 PM
RE: The World - by Archibald - 12-19-2013, 08:15 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-19-2013, 09:04 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-19-2013, 09:23 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-20-2013, 12:14 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-20-2013, 01:00 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-20-2013, 07:05 PM
RE: The World - by Gaucho - 12-23-2013, 02:03 PM
RE: The World - by Nyx - 12-26-2013, 09:01 PM
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