Ian, agreeing

He stared first at Satyana, then at the bowl, then back again. Finally Ian nodded, "very well. I had no intention on feeding upon her anyway." He marched over to Satyana and left Rann and Issac's looks to his imagination.

As he began to draw her blood, Ian was certain that this action was an abusive use of the talant, but that was the vampire talking. He spat a bunch of the blood into the woman's bowl, feelingt quite awkward at the moment he said nothing.

Issac

He couldn't believe what Serene was letting the vampire do. We're supposed to save her life, but I guess thjis was the only way. Issac glared at the monster none the less, and continued even after he finished his orders.

Rann

As Serene approached, Rann backed away, not wanting to get in the way of people who actually knew what they were doing. He thought Satyana had whispered something as he backed away, but he couldn't be sure.

He sat silently to the side, watching the strange events unfold and wondering if the vampire would show himself for the sole purpose of finding a poison. The vampire proved to be quite altruistic as he did actually reveal himself to them.

His jaw dropped as it turned out to be Ian. He gave Issac a quizzical look, as if he needed confirmation of what his eyes were seeing.

Issac, realization

When Rann gave him a look, Issac studied the vampire more closely. He hadn't payed a great deal of attention to it aside from what it did, but that was a foolhardy on his part.

He was slightly taller than average, he moved in a tantalizingly familiar way, and..... Then it dawned on him, "Ian?" Issac managed to cough out the name, the vampire was exactly like Ian, except for a sense of weariness and internal chaos.

Ian

He gave a brief glance at Issac then immediately averted his eyes. This is going to change a lot of things...... "Issac," he replied somewhat ashamed.

Flogir

Flogir was satisfied with the answers given from the mercenary. "I would perfer it if you would pick your sides wisely. Sure you might pick the Silhouette's side right now, but you're merely damning yourself. I think you're resortful enough to make it out of here alive," Flogir said and began to head towards to Flint but turned back around, he took out a sack of septims from his coinbelt and tossed it over to the mercenary, "Here's your payment, free your friend once we're out of here."

Flogir faced Flint once more. "Yes I would certainly like a hand in getting back up there."


Voltar, Arcane University Library

When Veric called out his name, Voltar came walking around the corner of a bookshelf, a heavy stack of books cradled in his arms. He closed his eyes briefly and the books disappeared. Opening his eyes, he gave Veric a bemused look.

"An adaptation of a recall spell that sets to my mark placed back home," he explained, brushing off the dust from his hands, "So yes, now I'm ready to get going."

Serene, performing "artistry"

She looked with satisfaction on the small amount of Satyana´s blood in the bowl. The liquid was rather bright red even though it was artery-blood...., she almost knew what poison it was but had to just taste it to make sure. She was aware of how her actions may affect Rann and Issac...also the vampire didn´t look too happy about the whole thing, but she was certain it would all be forgotten as soon as Satyana was ok..and she would be...she was certain of it.

"It´s a poison from a mushroom...I am sure it must be from Coprinus Atramentarium, same family as Violet Coprinus, but poisonous! So what we will do is give her extract from Violet Coprinus....then this extract will compete with the poisonous one in her blood cells and ...she will hopefully be cured..if it hasn´t gone too far of course!"

She looked at Rann and Issac..."Please get me some Violet Coprinus! It will grow here somewhere..but quickly please!"

She didn´t dare to mix the potion with any alcoholic beverages because the mushroomn-poison would react rather violently together with alcohol....So she took her water-bottle and rinsed the bowl then filled it up half...and waited for the young men to get her the mushrooms

Rann

Rann looked to Issac helplessly. "One plant looks the same as the next to me. I won't be much help. You know what she needs?"

He then looked to the younger boy that was with them. He looked like he was familiar with the wild. "What about you?"

Veric

"That's nifty," Veric mused at Voltar's spell, "Can it be used on other people as well?" he asked as they both teleported from their location in the Arcane University to where they had parted ways with Karn.

Only Karn was not present. He looked around, sensing the assassin's presence but also those of others from years ago. Veric felt a changing tide in his bones; a nuisance looking to impede his progress...

Soldin

"Uh, yeah. I'd know that plant," Soldion answered. He simply stood for a moment before he realized that he was probably expected to gather some.

"Ah, okay. I'll find a few real fast," he added before turning and walking hastily toward the treeline.

Merethicus

Merethicus attaches the pouch to his belt and then slashes at the rope tying Green-Root up. As he does so, the mercenary whispers:

"I suggest you hold your peace for a little, 'Root..."

Flint Ironwood, giving Flogir a 'hand'.

Flint grinned for a bit.
,,Well, here goes." He said and Flogir flew up through the hole without any warning. Once outside, Flint released his grip and lowered the Nord gently.
,,Telekinesis, nothing beats it." He muttered and jumped out after him. Outside, he immediately noticed a few goblins who were busy climbing up the hill.

Flint unleashed a blade of air into the nearest pack.
,,This is going to be a long day."


Green-Root, untied.

Green-Root got back onto his feet and felt the large gash on his snout.
,,They're quite an interesting bunch, aren't they? Very diverse in origin, having met each other only days ago. Yet already they show more potential than a battle-hardened band of Legionnaires who know each other through and through. Not to mention they show determination. Actually trying to interogate us, that was unexpected." He commented, baring his fangs in an awkward grin.
,,It will be quite entertaining to see what they'll do next."

Merethicus

"Right you are. I'm going to suggest we try not to get too involved with whatever's happening up there.."

...'cause if those hordes of thugs can't make a difference we won't either...

Issac

Ian, a vampire? What's the world coming to? Normally someone would look for a scrap of the old person rather than what they were now. Well, there was plenty of Ian in this person; the vampire was also present.

It was shown in the new ways he moved; there was a hunger, but more than that was weariness partnered by great restlessness. It was like reuniting with an old friend after years of separation, but rather than years it had been days. And Ian was, is, my father......

Issac mirrored Ian when he looked away, neither was willing to risk breaking the ice that had suddenly formed. It's odd, I'm not angry at him; instead there's only surprise..... Few people would discribe personal betrayl like that. Is this even that?

Ian

The silence was hard to take, but the difficulty was an emotional illusion. The turmoil was real, but the influence it had on your mind was just a symptom. Issac appeared no more willing to break it than he was, so there was very little to do as the awkward silence stretched on.

The Sage, Hero Hill

As the troupe approached the area called Hero Hill, the mountains carried the battle cries of ogres, trolls, and plenty of other telltale signs of activity. The battlemages fanned out, slowly moving from cover to cover.
Though it was pragmatic, the sage couldn't help but find them somewhat silly trying to sneak about in heavy armor.

Many summoned bound armor to supplement their ebony pieces, most were carrying battle axes and long swords. She simply wore her red-silk robes and carried no weapons, for she could fight hand-to-hand. The group made their way through a cluster of boulders and hung back for the moment.

Turning to the leader she gave a "wait here" gesture, and cast invisibility before moving toward a cave on the opposite side of the battle.....

Green-Root, time to relax

Green-Root chuckled.
,,Yes, let's not bother them for now. Anyway, I was just roasting a rat with extra spices. Care for a bite?"

Voltar

Voltar thought about the question. "I suppose it would work on people. I have yet to test that theory though. In fact, I should test it out soon. Perhaps I can leave a mark, say over a cliff, and cast recall over an enemy. Though I can see a problem with that spell should the intended target decides to counter with a reflect spell," Voltar mused aloud, "Still, I'd think it would be effective."

With that, he followed Veric's cue and teleported himself to Karn's last known location. What he heard was the commotion of battle.

"Looks like we can have some fun here,Veric," Voltar said slyly.


Flogir

Flogir felt a little nauseous from the trip up out of the cave, but he got over it quickly. He turned to Flint. "I'll take care of the goblins and such, you help out the others with that blurry character."

Flogir skidding down the side of the mountain into a through of unsuspecting goblins, taking off the head of one and running through another with Iceshard before the mass knew what was going on. It wasn't long until frozen corpses of goblins surrounded him.

"Get going Flint! I'll be all right here!" he shouted.

Merethicus

"Rat, eh? I...think I'll pass."

Flint Ironwood, into the fight.

Flint nodded and leaped for the sky, releasing several blades of air at the blurs. He had no idea which of the blurs was the real one but as long as they all went down, he didn't care.



Green-Root, relaxing. (This is probably the first time that a character is eating at his leasure while a big battle rages just outside. Or at least the first time while being aware of the battle.)


Green-Root shrugged and cut the rat into little pieces.
,,Rat meat is healthy for you. Gives you strong muscles. It's quite tasty as well. Oh well, more for me I guess." He snickered and shoved the first lump of flesh into his mouth, licking the sauce off his lips. The only disturbance to his pleasure was the burning wound on his snout and the sound of battle outside.

Rann

"I'll come with you." he said, not wanting to sit in on the awkwardness between Ian and Issac.

"So," he said once he caught up to the young boy. "What is it we're looking for?"

Soldin

Soldin heard Rann follow after him and wasn't surprised that he asked what they were looking for. "Medium sized mushrooms, violetish in color at the base of trees; not on the trees though." he replied matter-of-factly. He was glad he would be off some use to these people he met. The excitement he felt was a welcome change of pace from his daily routine, though he wouldn't permanently trade his life of solitude for anything.

Living in the forest allowed him to know the vegetation well. Though he didn't know all of the uses of the plants around him, Soldin knew how to recognize them quite well.

OOC: yeah i bs'd the mushroom's description, just go with it

Rann

He looked at the base of every tree they walked past, not seeing one mushroom. He saw plenty of the ones that were on the trees, but he had been explicitly told that those weren't the ones.

"Did I get your name?" he asked, not remembering if he did or not. "I'm Rann." he said, still paying more attention to his mushroom hunt than he was Soldin.

Soldin

"Soldin," he replied with less disgust in his voice than he held in his heart for that name. They walked a while longer, in an expanding circle around the clearing rather than directly away from it until, finally, a cluster of three Violet Coprinus were found. Soldin was unsure who spotted them first, he or Rann, but he opted to gather them.

While carefully taking the mushrooms Soldin asked, "What is your relation to Satyana?"

The Sage, Hero Hill

The battle was getting quite interesting; all the same, she returned to the battlemages who were ready for action.

As one of the stood up and began to unsheath his sword, she waved her hand through the air empathetically.
The man paused and reluctantly left his sword alone. "Find high positions around this area; wait for a ball of light to attack anything."

She left them as they split up tp find better cover. There were two curious presences, magical prescences, away from the fighting.

Striding confidently around a boulder, she spotted the two she was looking for. An altmer, and a breton, what are they doing here? Perhaps for the same reasons as I.

OCC: veric is in his breton form still, right?

Rann

"She's my half-twin sister, as unlikely as that is." he answered.

"Is that enough, you think?" he asked, pointing to the three mushrooms in Soldin's hands.

Veric

Veric spun unexpectedly to face an Altmeri woman who had just revealed herself from behind a boulder. He drew the dwarven shortsword at his side, either for intimidation or just for fun, and pointed it in the direction of the woman. "Who are you?"

Soldin

Soldin gave Rann a confused look, obviously not understanding what a 'half-twin sister' was. He shrugged it off though, and replied, "Yeah it should be enough. Let's head back."

Soldin turned toward the direction of the clearing, which he was certain of through his developed sense of direction, and began walking at a brisk pace. He seemed to grasp the urgency of the situation quite well.

The Sage, the meeting

When the Breton brandished his dwarven blade and demanded to know who she was, she didn't appear intimidated in the least. Ignoring the blade she smiled and bowed; brushing away her silver hair, she replied. "I'm but a humble sage who was drawn here by the recent explosion. I take it that you two are here for the same reason?"

Veric

Keeping up the spirit of putting on a different facade for every person he met, Veric continued to hold his sword threateningly at the stranger. Testing the waters of this sage's personallity, Veric asked in a very serious tone, "Suppose we were the ones who caused the explosion?"

Rann

Rann walked alongside Soldin, and they presented the mushrooms to Serene, who proceeded to formulate one of her concoctions.

Rann watched as the potion was created, and aided Serene in getting Satyana to drink it while unconscious. After they had succeeded, Rann looked around in disapproval.

"Why would we stay in a clearing?" he asked, making the very idea seem ridiculous. "We should go look for some shelter before anyone decides to come back for her."

OOC: took some minor liberties with Serene due to minque's absence. We can chill in a cave or something until she revives Satyana, I guess. Maybe we can come up with something interesting to do.

The Sage

She was convincingly amused, "unlikely, you would have need a powerful tool to accomplish something like that." Her gaze lingered on Voltar's staff, for a moment. "But it would have destroyed the tool to expend such energy all at once."

"Still," she added. "You two certainly seem to have a strong command of magicka. And one's word carries less worth than it used to." And you two are directly or indirectly invovled with what's going on. She projected the thought softly, almost unnoticably.

Despite the message she showed no signs of suspicions or fear. For she was used to minipulating prominant figures; whether they were aware of it or not.

Veric

"You shouldn't speak in absolutes. To say something is impossible, like saying that a tool capable of such an explosion would not itself survive, is very unwise," Veric lectured as he lowered his sword. He kept a stern look about himself though, and appeared uneffected by the Altmer's presence. "Do you have a name, sage?"

OOC: id reply with soldin but i gotta run, sorry.

The Sage,

"I don't use my name often; unless I can trust the listener's discression." She answered, like the Queen of Dawn and Dusk she enjoyed speaking riddles. If one could not figure it out then were they worth of such knowledge.

Serene, performing a healing-procedure

Serene was delighted, the bouys had come up with exactly the kind of "anti-dote-mushroom" she asked for. She had come to really appreciate and like Soldin, he still was a mystery to her, but his actions had most certainly saved Satyana´s life. Besides he seemed like a very sweet boy! She had noticed Rann´s concern about his sister and that was good.....

Serene mixed the three violet coprinus-mushrooms in the water to a viscous liquid, after tasting it herself she shrugged

Tastes awful, but it has the proper strenght, I think

She gently poured some of in Satyana´s mouth and made her swallow it, the girl made a grimace but hadn´t the strength to spit it out so down it went. Serene continued this task until the bowl was empty. By ten Satyana was almost asleep again, but that was the purpose, she now had to sllep at least a couple of hours to let the mushrooms work inside her to get the poison out of her system.

Satyana, three hours later

She moved her head, not really awake, but at least it was possible to move some parts without feeling nauseous or having pain...but she was sooo sleepy.....

"Issac....Rann?..Where are you?" It was just a whisper, barely heard.....

Merethicus

Merethicus sits down and leans to a rock, placing his helm, shield, and sword next to him.

"You know, Root...this is prolably the first time two people sat down and relaxed by a fire while being aware of battle raging just nearby."

Merethicus glanced at his nails. Oh, yes. Once I get out of here and the danger to existance as we know it is less, I definitely need a manicure.

"So, 'Root... Have you ever considered a promising career in getting out of here and never returning to this hellhole?"

Issac

Eventually Issac just decidewd to sit down and rest. He couldn't find anyway to respond to the recent turn of events, Ian's transformation was certainly one of the worst. Issac lost track of time, and didn't stir until he heard Satyana.

She's probably not even completely conscious..... He kneeled beside her and took her hand, a living touch was often as good for someone as any potion. "Satyana, I'm here. And so are Rann and Serene." Issac whispered to here, not expecting a responce

Satyana

She could feel it....the presence of Issac, his concern and devotion.....she smiled, not really aware of herself but she felt pretty good....not in the sense of health, but the feeling of Issac being near....was doing so good

"Issac!" Satyana smiled......

Issac, tending to Satyana

To his surprise, Satyana was able to reply. Issac returned her smile, "'Tyana, are you alright? We were all worried about you."
He placed his hand softly on her forehead, attempting to donate some of his magical strength to Satyana. Issac didn't bring up Ian's "condition" and tried to hide the errant thought. More stress is the last thing 'Tyana needs right now.....

Satyana, feeling a lot better, Issac being around

"Issac?, oh Issac....is it really you? Kiss me..please!" Satyana felt good..or at least better than she did just a couple of hours ago. No pain..no nausea...and Issac sitting beside her...What could be better? She knew Serene was there..and Rann!....Oh Rann....she always kept on being worried about him...her brother..her only brother!

Satyana stretched her arms towards Issac....since he was here..everything would be ok....

Issac

Once again conflicting emotions enveloped him. Issac wanted to comfort Satyana, but he knew that right now she needed to rest and save her strength. Not now, she hasn't completely recovered yet....

Cautously, but firmly he layed her arms down again. "Satyana, right now you have to rest. We need to be ready to get away from here as soon as possible...." Issac paused, then kissed her hand softly, "please, rest... this.... this just isn't the time."

Satyana

She looked at Issac..knowing he was right, but her entire body was aching for him..wanting to feel himclose ..but there would be chances later on..she hoped

"I´m ok" she whispered, "I´ll follow..I´m ready to go with you..wherever you say"

Satyana sat up....she was prepared..she was stronger than anyone could imagine.....

"Let´s get going" she said, "I´m ready to follow"


Serene

She smiled while looking at Satyana...the girl was a tough one...she was of herf heritage that´s for sure

"Ok sweetie....we´ll be off in a minute"

"Boys....support her will you?" Serene said looking at Issac, Soldin and Rann "Let´s move outta here!"

Issac, very relieved

His grin returned and Issac reached for Satyana's hand to help her stand up. "Thank you, I have my own trouble...... Issac admitted to her, for he too yearned for her. "But perhap that will help us live through all this." He joked, humer helped deal with trama and hardship. Just like a loved one......

Ian, loner as always

As he watched Issac and Satyana, Ian sighed, and strode past Serene. "I'll remain at a reasonable distance, but out of sight." Ian whispered, "It would be best for the young members."

Satyana

She held Issac´s hand, not wanting to let go..if she held his hand, nothing bad could happen to her..or Rann..She smiled and looked him right into his eyes....a promising look it was....promises of the future..

"Ok...let´s go"


Serene

She looked at Ian....she was not afraid of vampires....those few she´d met had turned oiut to be rather nice..and this one was surely no exception....though she could understand the resent from the younger ones

"Ian....it´s ok, I´ll go with you, the boys will take care of Tyana....I..I kinda feel like going with you....."

Serene couldn´t explain why she had kinda taken a liking tyo Ian....maybe she saw through his soul....saw what man he really was...and she liked what she saw!

Ian

Serene's reply caused him to pause and look back, as he thought he'd misunderstood her. Then he felt uncomfortable, not quite certain of Serene's motivations, but he hid the telltales in a frosty mist of non-emotion.

Ian muttered, "if that is what you desire." He wished he'd used a more appropriate choice of words. The vampire silently strode toward the treecover, not daring to risk another slip-up in words. In his mind something squirmed.

Issac

Satyana's gaze affected him, a warmth spread through his body. His heart softened, and he couldn't speak. Issac managed to divert his attention after an eternity. "Come on Rann, let's get going." It was a pitiful distraction, but though he still felt a warmth, he was able to deal with it.

Green-Root, devouring a rat.

,,Hmmm, it's better than being a slave on a plantage of those rascist Dunmer in the east. Still, it lacks some creature comforts and goblins cause a racket every night which ruins my sleep. So I was thinking of heading west, to some island I've heard about. Stros M'Kai or something." The Argonian replied, chewing a mouthfull of rat at the same time. To any humanoid being, it was a disgusting sight. Especially High Elves hated it. That's why he did it actually. To annoy the pointy eared people.

With a quarter of the rat gone, Green-Root grabbed a jug of Mazte and threw back a large amount of the liquid. Wiping off his wet snout with one hand, he presented the jug with the other.
,,I know that you're not hungry. Still, care for a drink?" He asked Merethicus and forced a wide grin on his face, an expression which revealed the two rows of countless sharp teeth.
,,As for the battle. I doubt that anyone will come and interupt. So as far as I'm concerned, I can relax as much as I want. I'm telling you though, I'm leaving here as soon as it calms down. The Sil has been out of our sight for too long. I've got the feeling that the next meeting will end up nasty. I prefer to avoid it."

Serene

"I hope you´re comfortable going with me" Serene whispered to Ian, "I know you´re the father of Issac, and you are a good man..lycanthropy is no fault of yours, I do not feel resentment towards you...for me ypou´re a man..nothing but a man but with weird feeding-habits...now let me take care of that for you....don´t worry!"

Serene put her hand gently on Ian´s shoulder, to show him she considered him as any man

Satyana, with Issac

She was ready to go, and eager as well. She felt strong abnd confident, yet a bit weary about the fact that someone wanted her dead..and she had no idea why....

"Soldin? Are you coming with us? " She hoped the wild-boy would accompany them....after all she owed him..a lot!

Rann

Rann followed the others from a short distance, feeling a bit like a fifth wheel. He turned to their newest companion, since the others were obviously preoccupied.

"So, uh, Soldin..." he said, "Where exactly did Ian pick you up?" The short distance they had already walked was exhausting Rann, and he knew the underlying reason. He took his last potion.

I need that long-boat sleep I was suposed to get. I guess Satyana's safe enough now to get it, but I don't want to slow everyone down.

Ian, with Serene

He studied Serene for several moments, then muttered. "We are what we make ourselves to be...... and what our world is as well." Ian continued, "and vampirism was my choice, I will carry its burden."

His eyes misted over as he recalled several key events that had shaped him. His upbringing in a training house, the second-hand love his father had given him without being a physical influence in his life. The deaths of his fellow apprentices, the day that he and Karn had first crossed paths, and when he'd taken Issac from the corpses of his real parents......

With a respectful nod to Serene, Ian added. "You've also survived hardship, the world wouldn't be what it is if there wasn't hardship and suffering. It would be a lesser place, without true strength and courage....... Thank you for placing trust in me, it is a rare object these days."

Karn

As he continued to watch the battle, Karn took notice of that Breton as he flew through the air. Might as well take him out now and be done with it. Conscious of his missing blade he summoned a bound blade, not as deadly, but suitable for the task none the less.

Now armed, Karn leaped from his vantage point, sailing toward the Breton from above. His invisbility died down as he made it one meter to the breton, the Dunmer aimed a flying kick to the target's chest, intending to knock him out of the air.

Veric

"Then do not bother me with it. Names are useless. What is it you want? What caused this explosion? Because as you suggested it has gone up in smoke," Veric answered indifferently. He felt the sage was attempting to play him; Veric didn't like to be played.

Soldin

Soldin, like Rann, also felt like a fifth--or rather sixth-- wheel. Naturally, he took kindly to Rann's attempt to make him feel welcome, or that's how Soldin saw his conversation making as anyway. "I found Satyana collapsed on the ground not seconds after Hero Hill... exploded. Then Ian just kinda appeared out of the brush." He shrugged.

The Sage, talking with Veric and Voltar

She wasn't very surprised that the instrament had been destroyed. After all few things could release so much energy and still exist afterward. The Breton appeared to be getting slightly annoyed with her questioning.

Too bad, I'm willing to wait a long time for the answers I want. She gave a thoughtful look, "do you have any knowledge of the leader of this army?" On a subtle cue she asked, "something of its power must certainly have your attention. Perhaps you want its power to be yours, or you wish to simply eliminate it as a threat?"

She was improvising, all these possibilities had only just revealed themselves. The Breton was motivated by some consuming purpose; the Altmer was harder to judge, he was simply a well of calculating indifference.
Two sailers drawn be a siren's call..... But what is the Siren's intent? The unimaginable power and influence they seek? Or a lure to a trap that could doom all of Tamriel?

Rann

"Well, that's good for us, I guess. I'd never have found those mushrooms alone." he said, not really knowing what to talk to a kid about.

"That bow you've got," he finally said, "Got a deer or two out of it yet?" he asked. It looked a bit inadequate to him, but maybe this boy had some surprises.

Veric

Changing his dispostion suddenly, Veric smiled, "You look to deeply into this. Whatever the leader around here is, I do not seek his power nor view him as a threat, I only seek fame."

Seemingly seeing into the sage's thoughts, Veric continued, "Do not think that we are being lured here to this presence. I doubt he even knows of our existence."

Soldin

Soldin grinned, "Enough deer, boar, and wolf to live off of for a few years. It's more than served it's purpose though, and it's getting quite old..."

Rann

Rann nodded in admiration, but couldn't help but think of what would happen if they encountered real danger and he was stuck with that bow. Sure it was good for deer, but what kind of damage would it do to one of Karn's clones, or the masses of monsters that were supposed to be in these mountains?

"Here," he said, taking his own bow and quivers off his shoulders, "Take this. I got it from...erm..." he stopped for a second, not wanting to reveal that he took it from one of the victims of his trade. "A traveling merchant. He said it was enchanted, but I never bothered to recharge it and figure out how. Maybe you'll get around to it sometime."

Flogir, in the midst of battle

With a horizontal slash, the orc finally collapsed to the ground, clutching at his severed throat. Flogir scanned his surroundings quickly and found that the immediate area was cleared of threats. He paused to wipe the sweat from his brow and as he looked up into the sky, he was Flint floating through it.

Maybe possessing teleknesis isn't such a bad thing... he pondered just as in the blink of his eye, a blur of motion appeared before Flint. Flogir had no time to warn the Breton, so instead he decided to bring himself closer to his companion's aid. Perhaps he would find a rock or something to throw at the airborn enemy.



Voltar, with Veric and the Sage

Voltar absent mindedly payed attention to the discussion going on between Veric and the stranger that appeared to be a mage or a sage of some sorts. At the mention of what caused the explosion of Hero Hill, Voltar's grip on the Staff of Worldly Demise tightened, but only briefly. His staff may not have the ability to blow up mountains, but its strength lied elsewhere, as it embuded the user's magic use substancially.

Voltar turned his attention more to the surroundings than anything else. His elven ears picked up the sound of battle. It seemed the direction was coming from the ruins of the Hill. Peering in the distance, Voltar thought he could see tiny specks within the sky. He quickly surmised that Karn would be one of those specks.

He leaned into Veric's ear. "I believe I've spotted our companion back nearby the Hill. I suggest we wrap this discussion up quickly. I'd also like to add that the stench of Mages Guild Magic encompasses the air; this lass is not alone."

Flint Ironwood, in the air.

Without warning, a form materialized right in front of the Breton. Flint dodged in mid-air on pure instinct. The foot that had been aimed for his chest brushed past his shoulder instead, quickening his descent. He landed on the nearest rock and cushioned the force of impact by crouching. Using the kinetic energy he'd stored in his legs, he made yet another superhuman leap into the sky, sending a blade of air at Karn for good measure.

,,Not bad, using invisibility to sneak up on me. But aerial combat is my specialty, not yours. Now get out of here while you have the chance." Flint warned. At the same time, he cursed his lack of one arm under his breath.