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11-21-2012, 12:39 PM
Tingal was quite startled to see that a god had listened to him. "Great god of the Earth."Tingal bowed. The god was clearly irritated at Tingal for being some one who is often induced in self-pity when he's nervous. Tingal mustered up his strength and courage and said in a grateful tone,"I have called you to ask if you could allow me magic. Magic that could allow me to control trees as though they are my puppets. I know you must be angered at how many times you are called upon everyday, and how many times you must grant a horse their wishes, and I am sorry you must do so. But please hear me out and allow me this magic." Tingal realized how foolish he must've sounded. But there he stood, before the god that he so dearly worshipped, he would not make any mistakes, or, so he hoped.
OOC:Tingal is asking to be able to control trees. I don't know if he could turn them into an animal to make them easier to move or not.
Word Count: 152
OOC:Tingal is asking to be able to control trees. I don't know if he could turn them into an animal to make them easier to move or not.
Word Count: 152
