He nodded. The thrill of treasure hunting made him excited but her pragmatism made sense. "Tomorrow morning it is. I will meet you at your home in the late morning." Aneld knelt down and kissed her hand again. It was just as awkward as the first time he did it, but formalities usually were.
Shael smiles at him, nods her acceptance, and then proceeds home, trying as best as she can to not get saturated in the process, ducking under overhangs, thick trees, and anything else to keep her feathery ornaments from becoming a total mess.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Aneld departed, sad to see her go. It was going to be a sleepless night for him, he knew. Shael had left a profound impression on him and he knew that his life was going to be dramatically different now.
Despite her efforts, Shael was drenched when she arrived home. It was a longer walk than she had anticipated and, unlike her last one, people were staring at her odd mannerisms rather than her beauty and grace.
"Damn, damn, damn, damn. Need a flame...a small one will do..." Sheal is definitely less than pleased.
Her beautiful robes now soggy, she goes to her rooms, locks the doors firmly, and shucks them off , shaking out the water. She then looks for some flame.. my own personal warm wind, it is, she thinks.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
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This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
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Yes mistress...
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There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
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I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Her search for a flame was futile as she didn't really know any fire adepts and she had forgotten to pick up a new flint. A warm wind was conjured and it blew over her body, warming her and drying her but not completely making her feel better.
She walks around and finds a dry underdress, hanging her old stuff to dry the old-fashioned way.
After that, she begins to pack up a small sack with travelling gear such as ink, a pen, paper, some brushes made from fine animal hair, jars, her metallic net that had the odd property of sticking to itself (ooc: magnetic maybe?), a sharp dagger that could be thrown, spare socks, and personal care items.
She'll get the travelfood in the morning...ew....that stuff is awful...
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Aneld was on the other side of the small city, thinking as he packed some of his quintessential travel items: a towel, his rapier, a cloak. He dearly hoped that Shael would remember to bring the prism. He curled up in his bed, but didn't sleep at all that night.
ooc: she carries it on her person at all relevant times, in a pocket. Good luck charm and all that. So no worries. Also, yay.
Shael puts her bag near the door, gives herself a quick wash and hairbrushing, and heads down for some dinner after throwing on an older dark blue robe that smelled vaguely of mothballs.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
The day's events had her appetite worked up as she contemplated what to eat. With no flint, she had no choice but to go out for dinner tonight and surely one of the fire mages had cooked something that could have only been concocted by magic.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
Moving quickly before the storm got even worse, she looks for a warmer robe to toss on over her old stuff and wraps her hair in a cloth, binding it tightly to her head. Standing on the threshold to the door, she mumbles a litany used to calm her mind:
"Light above me, air below, flame around me, water shows, earth surrounds me, darkness below, and as I see this, we all grow."
After a minute or so of this, Shael attempts to raise a barrier of wind between her and the air, something rather like a second skin, moving the wet OUT and the dry In. She then exits the house, closing the door behind her quickly.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
The makeshift barrier worked well but was far from flawless. As she walked, the odd raindrop making its way through the barrier, she noticed other wind adepts making a 'hurricane' around them with themselves in the 'eye'. A pretty good technique, she thought. Luckily food wasn't far away and in the eatery it was warm with the scent of robust spices filling the air.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
There was only one seat available and a younger girl pointed it out to her. It was located beside two rather sketchy looking characters who glanced over their shoulders occasionally and chuckled. A server approached her, "Busy night tonight... sorry to keep you waiting. How can I help you?"
"Just get me something warm, please. Whatever you recommend. And a glass of water. Thank you." Shael saw no point in being rude to those who had to serve others- it was bad enough that they had to do it in the first place, why compound it?
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
The server nodded and retreated back into the kitchen. Two men at adjacent to her once again looked at her with drunken admiration and laughed heartily. She overheard them exchange some vulgar words but then they hushed their voices as they discussed some other matters. She could faintly hear the odd word, "Sancti... developing... prototype".
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
As the men drank more and more, their voices became louder and louder, "This new... clothing apparently bends the light. A whole army could walk right past you and you'd never know it. That's what the rumour is... I don't believe it."
Never a subtle person, the second man nearly yelled, "That's bulls**t! Nobody can make someone invisible. Stop yankin' my chain!"
Something to bend the light...to make one invisible...without magic, how is that possible?
Her mind working furiously, she cannot think of a way o accomplish that except by the use of Light accendo...that could do it...but possibly Aneld could tell her more..
She attempts to hear anything more about this, restraining her urge to leave and ask Aneld now instead of later.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
As though the first man were reading her thoughts, he spoke, "It's not bulls**t. My sources are reliable and they're involved in finding Sancti tactics. This new cloak uses no magic... it makes your own eyes deceive you by some sort of special fabric. We always knew the Sancti were innovative, but if they adopt tactics similar to magic users, we could be in trouble."
This is...somewhat less that good... I believe I should let people know, but who? Aneld knows the Master... I will tell him.
Having heard enough to let those who would know far better than her what to do about it, Shael abruptly stands to leave, leaving enough (whatever currency there is here, if any) on the table to cover her meal and some extra for the waitingwoman.
She then heads to the door, remembering the trick used by the others in the storm.
Eye of the storm...hmm...
She attempts to create a storm of sorts about herself, with herself as the eye, but only a very small one..and she heads to Aneld's place, not even thinking of the improprieties at this point.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
The technique worked very well and she was relatively dry when she arrived at Aneld's residence. It was very late and any person preparing for a long journey should have been sleeping at that time, but these were extraordinary circumstances.
And yes, no incantatrix for you. Or anyone. That class makes puppies cry. Mostly because they are the former Big Bads who have been Baleful Polymorphed into said puppies. By you. Because you're an incantatrix.
Quote from Yukora »
This is Deraxas we're talking about.
Remember, the girl that just killed an aspect of herself before literally consuming her?
Yeah, I don't see her handling a pissing match in any way other than a duel.
Quote from RedDwarfian »
Yes mistress...
Quote from About epic-level D&D »
There are only so many epic, psuedonatural barbarian/blackguard half-dragon akutenshai vampire balor paragons they can throw at you, right?
Quote from Concerning breeding habits of humans in fantasy games »
I suppose it's true. Though the logistics implied in a human/Great Wyrm Prismatic Dragon pairing makes me shudder.
...Something tells me that even should all arcane casters in the world unite, that the Grease spell would NOT be sufficient.
There was rustling on the other side of the door as Aneld called out, "Shael...?" The door opened and he stood in a robe, hastily put on but carefully covering just below his neck. "What... why... it's awfully late... is something wrong?"
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Despite her efforts, Shael was drenched when she arrived home. It was a longer walk than she had anticipated and, unlike her last one, people were staring at her odd mannerisms rather than her beauty and grace.
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Her beautiful robes now soggy, she goes to her rooms, locks the doors firmly, and shucks them off , shaking out the water. She then looks for some flame.. my own personal warm wind, it is, she thinks.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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She walks around and finds a dry underdress, hanging her old stuff to dry the old-fashioned way.
After that, she begins to pack up a small sack with travelling gear such as ink, a pen, paper, some brushes made from fine animal hair, jars, her metallic net that had the odd property of sticking to itself (ooc: magnetic maybe?), a sharp dagger that could be thrown, spare socks, and personal care items.
She'll get the travelfood in the morning...ew....that stuff is awful...
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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OOC: (Sure, magnets are cool)
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Shael puts her bag near the door, gives herself a quick wash and hairbrushing, and heads down for some dinner after throwing on an older dark blue robe that smelled vaguely of mothballs.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Shael frowns for a moment, and then has an idea.
"Barrier..."
Moving quickly before the storm got even worse, she looks for a warmer robe to toss on over her old stuff and wraps her hair in a cloth, binding it tightly to her head. Standing on the threshold to the door, she mumbles a litany used to calm her mind:
"Light above me, air below, flame around me, water shows, earth surrounds me, darkness below, and as I see this, we all grow."
After a minute or so of this, Shael attempts to raise a barrier of wind between her and the air, something rather like a second skin, moving the wet OUT and the dry In. She then exits the house, closing the door behind her quickly.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
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Walking in, she looks for an empty seat, or failing that, a seat near someone she knows...strangers put her off.
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"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Shael focusses on the conversation, attempting to hear what they're discussing.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Never a subtle person, the second man nearly yelled, "That's bulls**t! Nobody can make someone invisible. Stop yankin' my chain!"
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Something to bend the light...to make one invisible...without magic, how is that possible?
Her mind working furiously, she cannot think of a way o accomplish that except by the use of Light accendo...that could do it...but possibly Aneld could tell her more..
She attempts to hear anything more about this, restraining her urge to leave and ask Aneld now instead of later.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Having heard enough to let those who would know far better than her what to do about it, Shael abruptly stands to leave, leaving enough (whatever currency there is here, if any) on the table to cover her meal and some extra for the waitingwoman.
She then heads to the door, remembering the trick used by the others in the storm.
Eye of the storm...hmm...
She attempts to create a storm of sorts about herself, with herself as the eye, but only a very small one..and she heads to Aneld's place, not even thinking of the improprieties at this point.
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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"Aneld...it's me, Shael...I need to speak with you, please..."
"I am in the arcane, and the arcane is in me."
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Deraxas, Dark Maiden of Shimia,, still oddly obsessed with a mindmage.
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