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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 5555764" data-attributes="member: 4936">(OOC - Good lord, sorry about my delay on this. I've no excuse besides a scorching case of writer's block basically. I completely lost track of my character. After re-reading everything though, I think I'm okay now though. Once again, sorry!)At the direction of Xoria, Vela rose up through the smoke and drifted overhead, stalking the hideous be-wanded creature. Startlingly, for a situation as utterly alien as this, she found a familiar chord. Was it really so different as hunting nox lizards as they basked in the morning sun? Obviously it WAS different, but if one could perform the mental gymnastics required to change clouds of roiling purple smoke into thick, thorny desert scrub and sand dunes...and a horrible, scaly monster into, well, a horrible scaly monster...then perhaps it could be said to be similar after all.Ignore that of no consequence. Focus on the objective. Trolls. Flying. Water. Shell. They were nothing. What mattered was the witch, and what hid her from the witch. There was nothing else.As the others dissembled, she moved to pounce upon her by surprise.</blockquote>