Challenge? Is Aramil working for them now? How... interesting. Roger still sat silent. Wishing he had some magic invisibility device. And then he remembered he didn't need one.
Krensae sees the action, and his tattoos begin to glow with a mild blue. But he does not assist in the bubble. Anyone should know to get away. I'd rather be able to protect myself. Aloud, he says to Roger "It seems you arn't the only one with less than lethal tactics. However his actually connected. Perchance you can see where it will lead you. I find this scuffle interesting to say the least."
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Amidst the chaos, one rather diminutive individual had somehow slipped through most other observations, casually leaning against the railings to one of the stands, somewhat nearby. Although his loss to the green mage earlier had thoroughly enraged him, that had happened several moments ago, and watching a few noses and hands get bloodied had done wonders to his mood.
"Interesting indeed...that was almost as entertaining as the matches themselves," Xin said, sarcastic mirth written all over his childish face as he eyed the mages involved that he could see. Roger, he recognized, having worked with him; the mage who had disappeared after pulling out a gem he recognized as Cyouni, the mage he'd lost to before in a previous arena tournament. The rest, he didn't have any familiarity with.
Pushing himself off the rail, he sat down at a reasonable distance from everyone, although turning his body in such a way that he was looking at all of them. These people were, after all, far more entertaining than the remaining arena matches that were currently in progress.
A bored look begins to grow on Cyouni's invisible face. Yes, it'll be interesting to see the ending of the match in Circle 1. But for the rest of the tournament, he's not going to be doing anything.
After nearly being crushed by an extremely fat man returning to his seat, he quickly reconsiders his decision to stay invisible, removing the cloak and collapsing it back into a gem.
Cyouni's bored look vanishes instantly, his body shooting up as he hears the concession. "What?!" he bursts out, his silence broken by the unexpected turn of events.
As he listens to Yasashiku's request, a laugh begins to bubble up inside his chest. As it bursts out, Cyouni glares down at Yasashiku. What you plan requires you to have power. Not power granted to you by others, not power wielded by others, but power originating from and controlled by you. Until you have that, your words are meaningless. Worthless. With your current amount of power, you will be crushed beneath the magnitude of what you propose.
Cyouni sits back. Perhaps I shall honour your request. Then we shall see if you truly have what it takes to carry out your plan.
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Xen shook his head in dissappointment at Tai's actions.
He should not have done that. I am a Selesnyan as well, yet I understand that was still a battle. A non-lethal battle but still a battle. Squee should have anticipated such magic being used and prepared the necessary defenses as well as the healing. All his actions have done for the Selesnya is disgrace us. We are not supposed to lash out letting our emotions control us. That's simply not the way we act.
Xen looks at the pairings from round 1 and see's Tai's name thinking,
Tai and I will need to have words about his actions...
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Aramil returned, completely concealed by his cloak.
He scanned Tai's mind, and watched him intently. After noting the extensive scars left by a less elegant mind mage before him, Aramil was quickly able to peel back Tai's mental resistances, and glean more from his mind.
After a moment, he found something worthwhile, the screams of Tai's sister, Erynn.
Aramil tweaked it to sound as if it was coming from a few streets over, and then he made Tai hear that awful sound again.
Roger returned from the concessions with some food the server called a "Hot dog." The man assured him there was no canine meat in it and tasted one himself, so he decided to try it. He also was carrying a strange beverage described only as a "cola." Which tasted quite good.
His mouth was no longer sealed shut, which was a good thing, and he wanted to enjoy his meal while the tournament finished. There were two mages left in the circles. A... lizard-man and a human were facing off.
He took a bite of the "dog." It tasted quite good. In the back of his mind he hoped the vendor was telling the truth.
Oreo looks on, noticing that his friend Aggron is the last one in the circles he smiles "Well that's some great work he is doing down there, great chap he is, I mean i don't know many Kleenex but he really does put some great effort into it" he says to himself and to anyone who wants to hear.
"Wonder if his love is here? you never know, i mean sweet girl she is runs a potion shop in front of the good Doctor's she most likely is providing some of the stuff for this little festivity, so one wonders if he is dedicating the victory to her, honestly that one is about as adorable as a stuffed bear sometimes" he says with a chuckle as he looks on to the match.
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As he passes through the door, Aramil finds himself in a moonlit clearing. In the clearing, he sees a small shack with a cairn just on the edge of the forest.
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As he enters, the place looks cozy, and welcoming, until he notices the living room. In the middle of a huge, bloody mess, he sees a middle aged man, wearing a Selesnyan Paladin's armor brutally murdered.
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"Interesting indeed...that was almost as entertaining as the matches themselves," Xin said, sarcastic mirth written all over his childish face as he eyed the mages involved that he could see. Roger, he recognized, having worked with him; the mage who had disappeared after pulling out a gem he recognized as Cyouni, the mage he'd lost to before in a previous arena tournament. The rest, he didn't have any familiarity with.
Pushing himself off the rail, he sat down at a reasonable distance from everyone, although turning his body in such a way that he was looking at all of them. These people were, after all, far more entertaining than the remaining arena matches that were currently in progress.
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After nearly being crushed by an extremely fat man returning to his seat, he quickly reconsiders his decision to stay invisible, removing the cloak and collapsing it back into a gem.
And headed down the stands to find something to eat. His mouth was still a little bit sticky and he thought food would help.
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As he listens to Yasashiku's request, a laugh begins to bubble up inside his chest. As it bursts out, Cyouni glares down at Yasashiku. What you plan requires you to have power. Not power granted to you by others, not power wielded by others, but power originating from and controlled by you. Until you have that, your words are meaningless. Worthless. With your current amount of power, you will be crushed beneath the magnitude of what you propose.
Cyouni sits back. Perhaps I shall honour your request. Then we shall see if you truly have what it takes to carry out your plan.
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He should not have done that. I am a Selesnyan as well, yet I understand that was still a battle. A non-lethal battle but still a battle. Squee should have anticipated such magic being used and prepared the necessary defenses as well as the healing. All his actions have done for the Selesnya is disgrace us. We are not supposed to lash out letting our emotions control us. That's simply not the way we act.
Xen looks at the pairings from round 1 and see's Tai's name thinking,
Tai and I will need to have words about his actions...
Deraxas gazes around, looking for something to ease her boredom yet not have her in close proximity to a zillion sweaty and smelly mages.
"Damn, I missed the tournament!"
She hits herself in the forehead with the palm of her hand, genuinely distressed.
"Squeak?"
"It's okay, Sprout." The saproling jumps out of her pack and grabs her leg, trying to cheer her up.
"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.
He scanned Tai's mind, and watched him intently. After noting the extensive scars left by a less elegant mind mage before him, Aramil was quickly able to peel back Tai's mental resistances, and glean more from his mind.
After a moment, he found something worthwhile, the screams of Tai's sister, Erynn.
Aramil tweaked it to sound as if it was coming from a few streets over, and then he made Tai hear that awful sound again.
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He wanted Tai where he didn't risk interference again.
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As Aramil continued his torment of Tai, he noticed a large door appear near him in Tai's mindscape.
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His mouth was no longer sealed shut, which was a good thing, and he wanted to enjoy his meal while the tournament finished. There were two mages left in the circles. A... lizard-man and a human were facing off.
He took a bite of the "dog." It tasted quite good. In the back of his mind he hoped the vendor was telling the truth.
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"Wonder if his love is here? you never know, i mean sweet girl she is runs a potion shop in front of the good Doctor's she most likely is providing some of the stuff for this little festivity, so one wonders if he is dedicating the victory to her, honestly that one is about as adorable as a stuffed bear sometimes" he says with a chuckle as he looks on to the match.
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Then, slowly and cautiously, he made his way to the shack.
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However, he makes sure to have his staff at the ready when he does.
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