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[DROP] Mischief Improperly Managed [Spark/Time]

Alune Posts: 65
World's Edge Seer atk: 5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 6
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 17.3 :: 6 HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
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The sound of chittering voices reached the star studded stallion from his place within the forest, all had been relatively quiet up until that point, allowing Alune the chance to observe and reflect. Let his heart quiet and his breath fade upon the chilly air in delicate plumes of smoke as he moved, it was often that he took these kinds of walks, but rare that he went so far from the grotto he had named his own within the Edge. Now, his thoughts were replaced with curiosity and mirth, and he settled into a light trot to see what exactly, had caused such a commotion.

Whatever he had been expecting, this certainly did not disappoint. The orb of crackling, pulsing magic was alluding capture and persons both equine and not were persevering to corral it with impromptu and spontaneous contraptions both magical and mundane. Moon orbs finally rested upon his angelic apprentice and a smile finally broke upon his purple-pinkish muzzle, ah, he's not surprised to find her here. She had a terribly wondrous knack for turning up in unexpected places filled with wonder and danger, or so he had been told. So he had observed, by the darkened scars upon her delicate face and the painful swells that prevented her limbs from dancing an otherworldly step with the grace she was born to weave.

He spied others of various colours and patterns, fellow unicorns and pegasus alike helping the stoats. One in particular catches his attention, a star blessed mare whose hues almost match his own. For a moment, he is taken by her uniqueness, the familiarity found within a strangers night bound tapestry before he composes himself. He had seen none like him, yet, here one was. Not to be one found staring, Alune shifted his focus and moved into a canter towards the orb. Their methods already in action, and without magic to help them, he could little more than assist.

"Ishnu Alah." He greets, the words of his own mother tongue as he slows to where the dark foal was building the wall. "Allow me to help you, making it bigger would give us better chance of helping our small friends capture this orb." Tenderly, his leonine tail moves to grasp and nudge more rocks towards her, stacking them in order to increase the size of the wall in case the orb tries to divert. 




The Arcweaver's Circle
I will never be a morning person
for the moon & I are much too in love


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Seeking:
:: [Magic: firextime | Can create a small shower of falling stars that burn on contact.]
:: [Restrictions | Limited to a radius of 10m storms and last 20 seconds]

No prior refusals

Alune attempts to help build the wall Oizy's building bigger, in order to increase their chance of stopping and corralling the orb.
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"I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky,
 And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon."

force & violence permitted on Alune at all times
with the exception of maiming and death



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RE: Mischief Improperly Managed [Spark/Time] - by Alune - 04-27-2016, 04:41 AM

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