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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Verbatim" data-source="post: 1593378" data-attributes="member: 15549">Jabin watches as the angel turns and rides away from him and Lyfin, and prays that his cheeks are not as red with embarrassment as they feel.I can decipher the ancient tongues of wyrms and harness the power of the Weave itself, but stammer like a dullard when she is near. What is wrong with me...Lost in his thoughts, Jabin did not see the archers stepping from the shadows and take their position and draw their bows to the ready. He failed to see the subtle sign that gave them the permission to fire, but as the arrows raced towards them Jabin saw their path, ducking one arrow due to instinct instead of skill. Raising his head up, Jabin saw the crismon streaks on Azure's neck, and felt his momentary confusion turn to anger at any who would seek to harm the angel.I must give her what aide I can...Riding towards her, Jabin began shaping the Weave to his will, forcing it to form around Azure in a protective shell.(ooc: Cast Mage Armor on Azure) Will try to get more backstory post out later, but for now wanted to get something to get the combat round advancing.</blockquote>