MTG Salvation

Xiras grabs the white mage and proceeds to search him removing the sword from his possession and tossing it to Faust,
"Hold this, take out his ankles if he tries to make a break for it"
Once he is sure the mage is clear of any hidden weapons, he picks him up, restraining his arms behind his back and marching him forward after Athy and Kira, back towards the house.

"We shall"

Xiras draws more mana into the Aura, now tendrils of blue lash out at air surrounding him, the power collected starts to show. A power that he holds in reserve awaiting the white mage's next move.

Seeing the clerics obliterated, Xiras releases a sigh of relief. He immediately relises that voice was that of Lady Athy, and that this was the plan all along.

"Haha, I understand now Lady, we were merely a distraction so that you could surround the mage, he is clearly too powerful for Faust and I alone. Glad to see you." shouts Xiras across the battlefield.

OOC: Do we go on to our turn here?

OOC: Sorry about the slow reply and lack of description box. Just moved house and dnt have internet yet. So just using my cellphone.

Xiras sees the situation turn suddenly from managable to dire. Faust is in trouble, my sources are tapped out. I need Faust to destroy the mage. Protect faust is all that goes through Xiras' head. He starts a sprint to intercept a disciple.
"Faust, I can't return any, I'm coming to stop one, we both have to survive for a hope of victory."

Xiras sends his drake in front of one of the torch bearing clerics protecting Faust.
"Faust we have to take them out wherever we can, the avatar seems to draw strength from others"
Xiras then draws more mana into his aura to repel glowing staff clerics. "Ok, i can only deal with them temporarily, hope your solution is permanant"

OOC: Yeah that kind of surprised me too, considering the sword isn't readied. He said he is holding them back in his post though, but he might want to change that.

"Agreed, but careful not to kill him, we need him alive." Xiras whispers back.

Anger crosses Xiras' face at the name moon-boy
"Moon boy, resorting to name calling, how pathetic"
He flicks his wrist repelling the approaching avatar with a blast of wind, and glances at the disciples attacking Faust, he made the logical choice.
"You cannot hope to cloud my judgement with anger nor guilt."
Xiras once again draws more energy from his connections, the aura intensifies then arcs out in a bolt of energy. The bolt slowly gains corporeal form, looking solid then scaly finally taking the form of a drake.

OOC: Sorry about not targeting correctly, yes I meant one of the attacking ones, also I guess in terms of weapons I cannot use mine in conjunction with Faust to kill a disciple here. Only the head being attacked can use a weapon to defend, right?

"Kind of wizard, an air manipulator, a reactive wizard, I'm all kinds of wizard but most of all, I'm a wizard who seeks your downfall, you should be afraid of that!" taunts Xiras as he taps into more mana, the aura pulses with potential.

Xiras noticing the gesture and quickly responds, the aura pulses, the wisps of cyan converge on one of the fans. With a quick flick of the wrist a powerful blast of wind is produced, finding its focus on one of the torch bearing clerics. As the blast leaves Xiras, wisps of mana are drawn towards the cleric floating above glowing orbs.

"I can only stop one, that cleric is the one taxing my spells!" he says pointing towards the mana draining cleric

"Hmph! But a peasant in someone else's pocket, tonight justice will be swift"

Xiras attempts to repel one of the clerics but cannot summon enough energy to achieve his goal, the Aura flared briefly then disappates.

"Something is impeding my spells Faust!" yelled Xiras


Xiras waves his weapons in delicate dancelike movements, fanning his Aura to glow slightly brighter, summoning more energy for what he know will be an arduous fight.

Xiras stands with stoic expression cast upon his face, he produces his fans with a flick of the wrist they spread open. A pale blue aura appears to surround Xiras, ghostly wisps of cyan dance in the air.
Xiras waits patiently ready to counter any form of assault.

Turn 1
Life 20
Fans drawn (1/0)
Plays: 1x Island
Battlefield: 1x Island Q
Graveyard:
RFG:

"It's alright Faust, I don't know what he is doing but we better find out, lets go we can't let the mage get away."

Xiras start towards the white lights.

OCC: Sorry, edited out the battle bit, just keen to get going, and Faust you are the master of rolling,

IC: Xiras runs to Faust and shakes him in an attempt to wake him

"Faust, Wake up, they are here!"

OOC:

Xiras grows dimly aware of a certain unease in the air, he stirs from his trance and moves to a crouching position. From here he can see signs of someone in the field.

They are here, time to prepare