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<blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 6051062" data-attributes="member: 4936"><p><span style="color: Yellow">"Shall I have a monkey open the door?"</span> inquires Mei-Ying, the unflappable calm of her soft voice marred only slightly by wryness. She had, in the past, sometimes used conjured creatures to trip traps, though her ability to do so was limited enough that she didn't make a habit of it. </p><p></p><p>She had changed little since vanishing for a time to start rebuilding her order; though her straight black hair had grown out to her shoulders since then. Still possessed of the elegant features and exotic eyes; features of her homeland on the far side of the barren desert. A desert, it seemed, blasted out by the very Power they now sought to track down.</p><p></p><p>Mei wore a plain brown hooded cloak, though anyone with subtler senses would know there was magic woven between its otherwise unremarkable threads. Her robe was a dark blue-grey; the shade of the sky at twilight, and had speckles of white and yellow to resemble stars. Sitting on, and around, her head was a soft leather band with a setting on the front; a single diamond lozenge with lapis lazuli around it. When viewed right, it resembled an eye. It was the most ostentatious thing on her person at first glance, though a trained eye would spot other things of equal value, or even greater. </p><p></p><p>In her right hand was a staff of white ash, seared at the top as if by lightning. At that burned crown, nestled in the crook of a branch, was a single clear gem or crystal within which a tiny cyclone seemed to rage. The 'Eye of the Storm,' forged by the Power and pried from the dead hand of Belzer himself. Despite its name and apparent weather-affinity, the staff had been made to give the storm sorceror a bit more breadth to his power...it transmuted raw magic into predefined forms that he would otherwise not have been able to cast. It worked equally well for Mei-Ying.</p><p></p><p>She went to the door to stand beside Tutek and knocked her staff's base against the doorframe as the ogre-king started to open it.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow">"Manners,"</span> the monk-sorceror chided Tutek gently. <span style="color: yellow">"We don't want our host to think we're savages."</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shayuri, post: 6051062, member: 4936"] [COLOR="Yellow"]"Shall I have a monkey open the door?"[/COLOR] inquires Mei-Ying, the unflappable calm of her soft voice marred only slightly by wryness. She had, in the past, sometimes used conjured creatures to trip traps, though her ability to do so was limited enough that she didn't make a habit of it. She had changed little since vanishing for a time to start rebuilding her order; though her straight black hair had grown out to her shoulders since then. Still possessed of the elegant features and exotic eyes; features of her homeland on the far side of the barren desert. A desert, it seemed, blasted out by the very Power they now sought to track down. Mei wore a plain brown hooded cloak, though anyone with subtler senses would know there was magic woven between its otherwise unremarkable threads. Her robe was a dark blue-grey; the shade of the sky at twilight, and had speckles of white and yellow to resemble stars. Sitting on, and around, her head was a soft leather band with a setting on the front; a single diamond lozenge with lapis lazuli around it. When viewed right, it resembled an eye. It was the most ostentatious thing on her person at first glance, though a trained eye would spot other things of equal value, or even greater. In her right hand was a staff of white ash, seared at the top as if by lightning. At that burned crown, nestled in the crook of a branch, was a single clear gem or crystal within which a tiny cyclone seemed to rage. The 'Eye of the Storm,' forged by the Power and pried from the dead hand of Belzer himself. Despite its name and apparent weather-affinity, the staff had been made to give the storm sorceror a bit more breadth to his power...it transmuted raw magic into predefined forms that he would otherwise not have been able to cast. It worked equally well for Mei-Ying. She went to the door to stand beside Tutek and knocked her staff's base against the doorframe as the ogre-king started to open it. [COLOR="yellow"]"Manners,"[/COLOR] the monk-sorceror chided Tutek gently. [COLOR="yellow"]"We don't want our host to think we're savages."[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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