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Message: <blockquote data-quote="wings" data-source="post: 1950172" data-attributes="member: 9628">HmmmAerda is simply standing behind the bar, leaning against the wall, as the young human gives the signal. He kneels down behind the bar, his fingertips glowing amber slightly as he begins preperation of a spell. Waiting to hear the arrow and begin the spell immediately if the orc doesn't fall.-in the case the spell goes off- Aerda hardly moves his head to peer over the edge of the bar, just enough to see the orc. As hidden as he may be, he becomes readily apparent as he whispers arcane syllables, and an eldritch rusty glow tints the light about him as motes of the same colour light circle his hands. He raises his arm, the three wispy spell shards orbiting it for a moment before streaking towards the orc, dodging and weaving through and between villagers in their seperate flights.(init 22, ready; magic missle- 4+1, 2+1, 1+1 = 10 force damage)</blockquote>