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Tai/GigaGuess
The wolf leads Tai through the city streets, bringing him towards the World Tree, faintly wagging his tail as he goes.
The wolf pads his way into the main entrance hall, where a woman with elven ears welcomes him. A severe-looking man in Boros armor turns and looks at Tai. "Ah, you would be Mister D'Angelo, correct?"
The wolf, meanwhile, is given another three gems, and sets off again.
He gives a respectful nod. "I am Commander Varl," he says. "I hear you are well respected in the Conclave, due to your actions against the Rakdos in the past. How do you feel about the undead?"
He smiles. "Good. We're getting ready to transport a large force to Urborg. There's a town there that has been completely overrun by extra-planar forces. We're gathering as many people as we can to fight them. Go into the room over there if you wish to join us in this 'crusade.'"
Inside is a hooded woman sitting in front of what looks to be an ornate metal statue, and a few other people. Boros, Selesnyan, Azorius. Almost all of the guilds are represented, including a trio of Izzets who are each carrying a strange device that Tai swears he's seen before, but he can't exactly place it.
A few people look up from their conversations at this, but return after a moment or a respectful nod. One of the Selesnyan paladins nods at Tai, taking an apple from an arrangement of fruit. "I am Brother Chai. I hear we will be briefed all at once."
"This?" he says, hefting the item. "It's an experimental weapon. We're the first to give it a shot out in the field."
Now that he's right next to it, Tai realizes that it looks almost exactly like a device that a man he had worked with had used. It looked like a highly 'Izzetified' Demat Gun.
Anyone who posts in here who doesn’t have permission will be disparaged, disrespected, discombobulated, disarmed, disenfranchised, discredited, diseased, disfigured, disemboweled, dismembered, dissolved, and defenestrated. And if I’m in a bad mood, it’ll be in that order. Whatever remains will be given to Kozilek to get in a hugging competition with
Tai/GigaGuess
The wolf leads Tai through the city streets, bringing him towards the World Tree, faintly wagging his tail as he goes.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The wolf, meanwhile, is given another three gems, and sets off again.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
He motions to a room with an open door.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
Now that he's right next to it, Tai realizes that it looks almost exactly like a device that a man he had worked with had used. It looked like a highly 'Izzetified' Demat Gun.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
"You a mage yourself?" one of them asks.
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
"Shh!"
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
The creator of Maro's Magic 8-Ball!
She looks around the room. Tai can't help but think that she's sizing up the entire room.