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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6239260" data-attributes="member: 9255">CREATION SCHEMASEGMENT 343“THE ASPECT OF THE GODDESS OF DEATH” 1/1/14ARYTH 6,  999 The world is grey…. And red.The world… is pain.Shy-Anne Shard is slow to get up.  Even slower than to awaken.  Her tower is destroyed.  The inviting fire that is usually on when in a cold environment is out.  Wall hangings and decorations are scattered onto the piled furniture.  She climbs to the edge of the pile and looks around.  At least her cold fire lights are still on.  She sees the snow drifting through areas where windows once were.“Now I know…. How Kim felt…. Will feel….  “ she says to humor herself over this incredibly dreadful situation.  “His airship… totaled and thrown to the ground. Its contents thrown about…. Just like…. My home.”  She looks for her medical kit.  The one with the potions of healing.  It was left out when the others were here.  The others….. did they survive?She gathers up some equipment and tries to leave.  The door is stuck.  The very walls around the door are dented and bent.  Such force… to damage magical adamantine…… The magical field that once protected the tower is gone.  This allows her to go Ethereal.  She gentle rises through the wall above her.   She goes through thirty feet of snow and debris.  Once clear of the snow she looks around.  She sees several Frost Giants looking around with large Dire Wolfs.  It appears they are looking for survivors.  She looks for a sheltered area and lands and materializes.  She mentally goes to reach out for survivors.  “Kim?”She turns to go to the glacier fortress when something strikes her…. Hard.     She quickly teleports one hundred feet to the sky.  Then she manifests her psionic flight.  The creature that snuck up on her is looking around for her and calling out.  She reaches into the Ice Troll’s mind and shuts it down.  The dying troll has alerted the giants to her arrival.  “Damn” she snarls.  She begins to fly toward the front of the mountain.  She is cut off by a gargantuan white dragon.“STOP CHANGELING”  She finds herself unable to continue.  She has stopped.“Really…. Geas on me?” she turns to look at the Dragon.   Big.   Very very Big.   She is uncertain if she can effectively strike him under the effect of the spell.While she considers this, Blizzard, the Great ancient White Dragon castes another spell but on itself.She decides the hell with it and calls up energy to kill it…. Her mind strikes out.  She takes pain and this pain disrupts her mental attack.  She is then struck by an Iceball spell.   She stops spinning in the air and resets herself.  The dragon snarls and laughs.“THE GIANTS THINK YOU AN ASPECT OF THEIR GODDESS OF DEATH.” “As I am.” She pushes herself and tries to strike him down again.  She attempts once more to destroy the beast but the impact breaks up her spell.She can’t go toe to toe with it.  It is over whelming her.  It attacks her as she attempts to attack herself thus breaking up her mental concentration.  She stares down the dragon…. Or at least the illusion of it.Searing pain and the inability to move…. Blizzard has struck.Suddenly…. Blizzard feels sick.  He knows this sickness well.  He last felt it when taking down the dwarf’s airship.  The Frost Giant’s use it to keep him at bay.   The crystal…. The crystal created as a weapon during the dragon / fiend wars 10,000’s years ago…… it was meant to destroy anything magical.  After its first use, it changed.  Now it absorbs ALL magical energies around it.   Even permanent magic items lose their ability to function around it.Snarling, the dragon flees.  Shy-Anne falls to the snow below and the Frost Giants surround her.  “You are no god….. and we will exact our revenge on you.”</blockquote>

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