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<blockquote data-quote="genshou" data-source="post: 2416333" data-attributes="member: 13164"><p>You may notice a big change in the way I describe spell effects from now on. This is due to the change in magic system. I probably won’t go back to edit that first spell Shirl cast, but I’ll modify other descriptions from the campaign itself where necessary, changing minor details for story purposes. Do not be alarmed, however. The world is not going to end. Or at least not as a result of the change in style.</p><p></p><p>* * *</p><p></p><p>The globe, larger in size than Shirl had anticipated, enveloped the entire group in its effect. <em>At least that means it won’t last very long,</em> she thought with a dour expression. The tavern patrons were just as confused as the fighters themselves as the sounds of combat continued to ring out. Shirl’s whip struck true against the one whom she was fairly certain was the Banite cleric... Meanwhile, the burly man and the Banite both muttered words in the tongue of magic as Evendur focused his attention on the sound of spellcasting and attempted to strike the two men with his staff. The scene could only be described as one of utter chaos. A blast of magical energy flew out of the burly man’s fingers, narrowly missing Evendur. He felt a deathly chill as it passed and struck the Banite. Realizing he was in between the two, he stepped a few feet back, only to find himself bumping against a table. He tipped backward slightly, but managed to retain his balance remarkably well. His staff struck out in the darkness, but it found empty air or tables more often than his foes as the three stepped back and forth in the darkness.</p><p></p><p>Just as suddenly as it had appeared, the darkness was gone, revealing the two who started the combat once again on the floor grappling. They were struggling to hold onto their own holy/unholy symbols while causing their opponent to lose his. The burly man was revealed to be a priest of Tempus, god of war. Lander held a small globe aloft, his <em>globe of dispelling.</em> “Finally this thing came in handy,” he said with a wry grin. As soon as the two clerics were revealed, Evendur spun his staff above his head and brought the tip down across the shoulder of the cleric of Tempus. A satisfying crunch accompanied the blow, and the man ceased to effectively struggle, though he was not unconscious nor incapable of moving enough to avoid a <em>coup de grace.</em> He grunted in pain at the broken shoulder, collapsing on top of the Banite. This gave Evendur the opportunity to bludgeon the Banite in a less vulnerable area, knocking him unconscious but avoiding any serious injury. Lander glanced over Shirl briefly to make certain she was alright, then returned his <em>globe of dispelling</em> to one of his many belt pouches. Shirl coiled her whip dagger and placed it in its special sheath, then approached Evendur. “That was some fancy fighting. Are you all right?”</p><p></p><p>Evendur, for his part, was more or less uninjured, though the fight had taken a lot out of him. “Aside from a bruise on my leg, caused by that stupid chair, I’m unharmed. I’m surprised they focused all their spells on each other the whole time. One of those dark energy blasts and I’d have been in trouble.” He set his staff down on a nearby table. “Thanks for the help. My name’s Evendur.” His right hand reached out in greeting, and she offered her own for a shake, but was surprised when he brought her hand up to his lips and brushed them lightly against her glove. The unexpected act made her cheeks turn pink. After he released his hold on her hand, she brought it close to her collar and unconsciously rubbed the backside with the fingers on her other hand. “Well... I didn’t expect you to be so... polite.”</p><p></p><p>Evendur chuckled. “Ah, yes. I apologize for my earlier comment. You spoke to me before I ate breakfast–not the best time to see my true self. And I know I don’t look the part of a noble or anything, but appearances can be so deceiving. My present state is merely a temporal circumstance brought on me by a recent woe.”</p><p></p><p><em>So well-spoken,</em> thought Lander. <em>What is he, a bard in disguise? Or just a silver-tongued thief? He certainly has the oratory talent to be a skilled diplomat.</em> “It sounds like you have an interesting tale. As a talespinner, I’m sure you’ll understand why I’m intrigued.”</p><p></p><p>Evendur shrugged. “It’s a story for another time. If you two wouldn’t mind dealing with the authorities when they arrive... I should very much like to get all this hay off of myself. Then I’d also like to hear about what brings such accomplished performers as yourselves to our humble inn.” There was more to it than that. Ever since his hand had touched Shirl’s, his amulet had been vibrating faintly against his thigh. “Would you two mind waiting for me in the common room and sharing brunch with me?” Lander and Shirl nodded, and Evendur declined his head respectfully in return. “Very well then. I shall see you in a few minutes, Talespinner, Milady.” He turned to find Mishli returning from the rooms upstairs.</p><p></p><p>“You’re in luck, Evendur, I found you some hot water this time.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously. “Hopefully that’ll keep you from freezing to death, like last time.”</p><p></p><p>Evendur simply chuckled and gave her a playful nudge on the shoulder as he walked past. <em>“Silly girl...”</em> he muttered humorously.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="genshou, post: 2416333, member: 13164"] You may notice a big change in the way I describe spell effects from now on. This is due to the change in magic system. I probably won’t go back to edit that first spell Shirl cast, but I’ll modify other descriptions from the campaign itself where necessary, changing minor details for story purposes. Do not be alarmed, however. The world is not going to end. Or at least not as a result of the change in style. * * * The globe, larger in size than Shirl had anticipated, enveloped the entire group in its effect. [I]At least that means it won’t last very long,[/I] she thought with a dour expression. The tavern patrons were just as confused as the fighters themselves as the sounds of combat continued to ring out. Shirl’s whip struck true against the one whom she was fairly certain was the Banite cleric... Meanwhile, the burly man and the Banite both muttered words in the tongue of magic as Evendur focused his attention on the sound of spellcasting and attempted to strike the two men with his staff. The scene could only be described as one of utter chaos. A blast of magical energy flew out of the burly man’s fingers, narrowly missing Evendur. He felt a deathly chill as it passed and struck the Banite. Realizing he was in between the two, he stepped a few feet back, only to find himself bumping against a table. He tipped backward slightly, but managed to retain his balance remarkably well. His staff struck out in the darkness, but it found empty air or tables more often than his foes as the three stepped back and forth in the darkness. Just as suddenly as it had appeared, the darkness was gone, revealing the two who started the combat once again on the floor grappling. They were struggling to hold onto their own holy/unholy symbols while causing their opponent to lose his. The burly man was revealed to be a priest of Tempus, god of war. Lander held a small globe aloft, his [I]globe of dispelling.[/I] “Finally this thing came in handy,” he said with a wry grin. As soon as the two clerics were revealed, Evendur spun his staff above his head and brought the tip down across the shoulder of the cleric of Tempus. A satisfying crunch accompanied the blow, and the man ceased to effectively struggle, though he was not unconscious nor incapable of moving enough to avoid a [I]coup de grace.[/I] He grunted in pain at the broken shoulder, collapsing on top of the Banite. This gave Evendur the opportunity to bludgeon the Banite in a less vulnerable area, knocking him unconscious but avoiding any serious injury. Lander glanced over Shirl briefly to make certain she was alright, then returned his [I]globe of dispelling[/I] to one of his many belt pouches. Shirl coiled her whip dagger and placed it in its special sheath, then approached Evendur. “That was some fancy fighting. Are you all right?” Evendur, for his part, was more or less uninjured, though the fight had taken a lot out of him. “Aside from a bruise on my leg, caused by that stupid chair, I’m unharmed. I’m surprised they focused all their spells on each other the whole time. One of those dark energy blasts and I’d have been in trouble.” He set his staff down on a nearby table. “Thanks for the help. My name’s Evendur.” His right hand reached out in greeting, and she offered her own for a shake, but was surprised when he brought her hand up to his lips and brushed them lightly against her glove. The unexpected act made her cheeks turn pink. After he released his hold on her hand, she brought it close to her collar and unconsciously rubbed the backside with the fingers on her other hand. “Well... I didn’t expect you to be so... polite.” Evendur chuckled. “Ah, yes. I apologize for my earlier comment. You spoke to me before I ate breakfast–not the best time to see my true self. And I know I don’t look the part of a noble or anything, but appearances can be so deceiving. My present state is merely a temporal circumstance brought on me by a recent woe.” [I]So well-spoken,[/I] thought Lander. [I]What is he, a bard in disguise? Or just a silver-tongued thief? He certainly has the oratory talent to be a skilled diplomat.[/I] “It sounds like you have an interesting tale. As a talespinner, I’m sure you’ll understand why I’m intrigued.” Evendur shrugged. “It’s a story for another time. If you two wouldn’t mind dealing with the authorities when they arrive... I should very much like to get all this hay off of myself. Then I’d also like to hear about what brings such accomplished performers as yourselves to our humble inn.” There was more to it than that. Ever since his hand had touched Shirl’s, his amulet had been vibrating faintly against his thigh. “Would you two mind waiting for me in the common room and sharing brunch with me?” Lander and Shirl nodded, and Evendur declined his head respectfully in return. “Very well then. I shall see you in a few minutes, Talespinner, Milady.” He turned to find Mishli returning from the rooms upstairs. “You’re in luck, Evendur, I found you some hot water this time.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously. “Hopefully that’ll keep you from freezing to death, like last time.” Evendur simply chuckled and gave her a playful nudge on the shoulder as he walked past. [I]“Silly girl...”[/I] he muttered humorously. [/QUOTE]
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