gargoyleking
Adventurer
~Kossuth's will guides me!~
The heat doesn't really bother him as of ye. He spent his formative years tending to the great bier in his deities temple and this as of yet hadn't reached even that point. This felt more like coming home than walking into the depths of a fiery hell to him. Nevertheless, his earlier protection held, and while he could feel the heat coming from ahead, he did not 'feel' hot.
But the prospect of earth fire was not to be overlooked. Let alone what else might be found in this place. With this in mind Thaklor began to pray as he walked forth, calling upon the power of his deity to guide and protect him from whatever dangers he may soon face.
A strange feeling came over him as he did this. While some of the energy for his magic came in the traditional way, from without and and 'above', some of it came from within. Almost as he, himself, was the source of the magic. Yet it was still imbued with the familiar heat that suffused all blessings of Kossuth.
~Maybe it's something to do with the Heart... Heart?~
The pain came back suddenly. He couldn't remember the source of the thought and the pain threatened to debilitate him when he needed to be prepared. He would come back to this at a later time. Instead he focused on what lay ahead. Lifting the chain from it's hook he let it out and spoke the command word, "Ignis", causing flames to spring forth across it's length. If battle is to be had, perhaps something down here can be purified.
Feeling prepared he strode forth into the light before him.
The heat doesn't really bother him as of ye. He spent his formative years tending to the great bier in his deities temple and this as of yet hadn't reached even that point. This felt more like coming home than walking into the depths of a fiery hell to him. Nevertheless, his earlier protection held, and while he could feel the heat coming from ahead, he did not 'feel' hot.
But the prospect of earth fire was not to be overlooked. Let alone what else might be found in this place. With this in mind Thaklor began to pray as he walked forth, calling upon the power of his deity to guide and protect him from whatever dangers he may soon face.
A strange feeling came over him as he did this. While some of the energy for his magic came in the traditional way, from without and and 'above', some of it came from within. Almost as he, himself, was the source of the magic. Yet it was still imbued with the familiar heat that suffused all blessings of Kossuth.
~Maybe it's something to do with the Heart... Heart?~
The pain came back suddenly. He couldn't remember the source of the thought and the pain threatened to debilitate him when he needed to be prepared. He would come back to this at a later time. Instead he focused on what lay ahead. Lifting the chain from it's hook he let it out and spoke the command word, "Ignis", causing flames to spring forth across it's length. If battle is to be had, perhaps something down here can be purified.
Feeling prepared he strode forth into the light before him.
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