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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex, Vaudeville, Subject 67
Location:
Booty Bay
Damocles stared down at the minute gem, eyes unreadable. He did not move at the dull thud of bedraggled footsteps quickly approaching him from behind. "67," he greeted crisply.
"Hey...hah..." the robed creature gasped, practically falling to his knees once he reached Damocles. "Oh man...Hoooo...Arm's kinda numb...but hey! I'm back. Wooo..."
"That you are." Damocles pointed at the gem. "Take that, and deliver it to the Midnight Room."
67 flinched away from the black figure at the name. Attesting to the influence the mentioned room had about him, he made no protest to his superior about the allotted task. Leaning forward, the bandaged and robed figure reached forth and gingerly clasped the gem between his three blade-like fingers.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
"Breakfast was dlelivered," Varyn agreed, taking a seat across from her. "A better outcome could not be hoped for."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"Well, regarding breakfast at any rate," Snowmane added. "I'm surprised they didn't charge us more for the fare, honestly. A person eats a lot of food on a journey of this length."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex, Vaudeville, Subject 67
Location:
Booty Bay
As subject 67 retrieved the gem, Damocles turned and faced the sea. Raising his pocket watch, he pushed against thin air and turned it as though it were the rotating lock for a vault. With a click, the air groaned open in a square, revealing the sterile halls of the Clockwerks beyond. 67 scuttled through the door, Malice's stone in hand. Just as Damocles was about to close it, there followed Vaudeville, his entire form blackened as though he had been in a great fire complete with copious crosshatching. Damocles did not even raise an eyebrow. He merely waited for the figure to stumble into the door before closing it once more.
Casting his eyes over the tinted city, Damocles retrieved his watch and then proceeded to wander about the various people still frozen in time. His target was easy to find, Mordecai standing head and shoulders above everyone else. Halting before the death knight, whose blue eyes in the shadows of his helm were still tuned and searching for danger, Damocles produced his watch. Muttering some calculations, he pushed the second, minute and hour hands back some time. Once satisfied, he held the watch before the burning blue eyes of the death knight, and let it drift back and forth six times. On the sixth the glass of the watch flashed with blinding light, its hands buzzing as they rapidly returned to the current time, and there stopped.
Stepping away from the giant, Damocles departed from the docks and made his way into the main inn of Booty Bay. Passing through the common room whose inhabitants were captured like a photograph in the midst of a brawl, liquor glittering golden as Damocles ducked beneath their arches and picked his way upstairs.
Pushing open a trapdoor, Damocles climbed upon the roof and turned to take in the sight of Booty Bay in its entirety. The marks of the brawl between the ParCon agents and Malice were clearly evident. Static explosions made from pieces of dock, people, and water floating in the air like the stones of Outland. Damocles frowned behind his collar and raised his pocket watch high above his head, a thumb pushing the bottom-most button along its side. As though magnetically charged, everything snapped back together. People shattered reformed in an instant, docks rebuilt themselves in a swirl of glassy shards, a storm of tinkling reconstruction taking mere seconds to complete. When it was done, not a single sign of the battle remained.
Still stone faced, Damocles pressed the mid button of his copper pocket watch. At first, nothing seemed to happen. Then the barrier retracted, the twelve gems compressing the orange dodecagon, freeing those in town from the prison they had been ignorantly contained within as the barrier passed over them once again.
The citrine gems met above Damocles, then descended into his open hand, their purpose complete. The ParCon agent closed his fist as the sounds of Booty Bay washed over him once more, the noise even more discordant and grating than before, thanks to the stretch of absolute silence previously enjoyed. Wincing, Damocles returned the gems to his pocket, turned away, and vanished over the edge of the inn's roof.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
Varyn shifted at that. "Likely...the captain factored it into the fare."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"Perhaps," Snowmane answered, shrugging. "I wonder how long this trip is going to take. I didn't even think to take any books or anything."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex, Vaudeville, Subject 67
Location:
Booty Bay
Subject 67 pelted down the hall, gem held as far before him as he could possibly manage. Reaching a massive door, he reached for the handle, only for it to no longer be there. Damocles looked out from the room, a pair of thick rubber gloves on his hands and a white butchers apron worn over the front of him.
"Wha-who-I...How do you always do that?" 67 demanded once he recovered from his immediate shock.
"If you knew," Damocles replied, taking the soul stone out of 67's hand, "you would be in here with me."
A shudder coursed from the tip of the robed figure's tail to his bandaged head. "Point taken."
Without another comment, Damocles closed the door. The midnight room was a medium sized chamber. Contrary to what its name may imply, its walls were in fact a hospital white, much like everything in the room giving the odd impression there were no walls, merely white featureless plains spreading forth in all directions without even the seam of the walls to break the monotony. Even the door had vanished without a trace.
This was not to say there were no items in the room. A large metal table resembling something better found in a coroner's lab lay centered in the room, steel and fibrous black clasps positioned where the legs, arms, torso and forehead of a humanoid figure might be. Over this was a large lamp affixed with perhaps a dozen golden disks peering down, though they suffused no light as of yet. Nearby rested a second metal table, though this one was decorated with a variety of instruments, most evasive, none benign.
It was onto the first table that Damocles placed the gem. He paused, examined it, then shifted it ever so slightly so that it lay just above the arm, below the forehead, and inches above the waist bindings. Satisfied, he produced from the table a fairly large eye dropper. Within it swirled a black liquid etched with sickening green veins which glowed with an ill light. Distilled demonic blood. Raising the eye dropper, Damocles slowly let the first of several measured droplets fall square upon the soul stone.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
"Oh. I may be able to assist in that regard," Varyn replied, hoisting out his satchel and unclasping the latch. "Most delve into Azeroth's history, but I have several on arcane theories as well."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Unknown
The blood hissed and bubbled as it hit the stone, but didn't drip off. Instead, it congealed and expanded, coating a facet of the gem with a blood red ooze. The slimy coating slowly crept outward, slowly fading from red to brown as its edges expanded over the surface of the crystal. After several minutes of slow creep, it had finally covered the entire soul stone in a thin, translucent film, and green veins were beginning to form around the spot the blood had first dropped, changing the area around them from brown to green.
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"Oh excellent," Snowmane answered, looking into the bag to get a better look at the books. "You would be surprised at how well a book can pass the time."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex
Location:
Clockworks
With an eyebrow raised, Damocles applied additional amounts of the blood, nearly emptying the dropper.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
"The captain said it should take several days," Varyn said with a small smile. "Therefore, I hope we needn't pass so much time we run out of material."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Clockworks
The rest of the blood behaved the same way, gradually settling and forming a sort of green sludge around the gem, until the crystal was completely obscured. Even after it settled, it seemed to be moving slightly and rearranging itself.
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"If we do, I'll just read them over again," Snowmane nodded. "You'd be surprised how much you can learn on the second or third reading when you have the whole context."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex
Location:
Clockworks
As the being which was once Malice seemed to be regenerating its corporal form, Damocles took the initiative to contain it by edging the reforming parts into the straps and gradually applying additional amounts of concentrated fel to the crystal, watching carefully as he did so for the beginning of consciousness to form.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
"I certainly have no cause to argue against that," the mage replied.
Character:
Mordecai, Samdi
Location:
Booty Bay
With a merry call the bell above the door rang once more. Samdi lifted his tusked visage from the bottles along the shelves and stood in surprise as a bulky figure as black as the darkness of his shop edged past the door.
"Well naw! If'n it ain't da dead mon!" the witch doctor proclaimed in surprise as Mordecai tilted his head to avoid scraping his helm upon the roof. Samdi leaned against a rack of jars and eyed the death knight curiously. "What'cha be doin' 'ere den? You usually stick closah wid me bruddah dan 'is own shadow. Wait!" the troll cried, sitting ram rod straight. "Don't tell me 'e missed da boat! Aw man!" he moaned, clasping his three fingered hands to his head. "Dere won;t be anuddah one fa weeks!"
Mordecai was silent and contemplative as the troll began to fret and pace about his shop, dodging around shelves and projects with the skill of a dancer. The moment the mention of a boat was made, the death knight turned and departed as though he had never arrived.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Clockworks
The green substance gradually arranged itself into more complex patterns--fiber and clusters of fibers--beginning to vaguely resemble a human heart as it absorbed more and more fel. This was eventually surrounded by a semblance of a torso, and finally a humanoid shape as arms, legs, and a head sprouted from the forming body on the table. Finally, a mouth split from one si
"ฉ̷͕̟͓̟͕͍̬̟͔̦͕͚̺̥͇̥̭̻̝ั̢̯̲̣̮͕͓̰͎̘̦̙̼̠̀͘ͅน҉̢̛̩̝̗̘͈̥̦̭̟͇͉͖̫͉̪̱̳̭ͅต̸̷้̢͙̼̮̺͉͇̞͓̱̬̺̫̱̳̙̕͘͢͠ͅͅͅ҉̧͙̣̪̱̩̫̞̹̦͓̗̖ͅอ҉̵̸̰̱̘͙̻͓ง̷̢̲̤̮̰̯͎̮̺̭̯͉̮͔͚̗͙̙̭ก̢̪̯͇̬̫̖͔͈̫̼͔̥̦͔̩̘͈́͢͠ͅา̶̢̛҉̴͖̮̻̳͙͖̻̙͚̭̜̺̫̟ร̡̢̨̳̻͚͎̩͓͍̻̞͓̝͉̀͞ͅͅท̵̝͉͈́̕͡ี̸̵่̫̞̰̟̪͍̣͉̮҉̸̛̘͍̖̺̺̩̗̮ͅจ͏̢̖̳͇͇͙̻̬̬̤̳͓̞̞͇͕̩͟ะ̸̠͉͉͕͎̞̼̪̗͕̕͜͡͝ต̱͈̘̥͇̼̬̙̺̣̟̘̤̼̼́͜า̶̧̡̲͚̩̰̯̞̮̯̫̗̘̤̕͡ย̶̯̝̪̗̤̣͖̜̰͈͎̼͇̖͕̮͇͇̞͞ฉ͓̼̖̺̠̺̱͇̮̠̘̖̲̮̫́̕̕͢͢ั̧̨̟̟̦͚̳̦̭͓͖̭̯̺̞͙̫͢น̸̨̢̛̲̺͍͔̼̮̳̣͙̙͙ͅอ̶҉̸͈̱̖̝̞̫̝̣̰̼̩̮̱͚̮̭͇̠̀͟ͅย̷̨͍̙̹̜̥̱̟̰̲̠̥̙͙̼̬͈͎͘͜า҉҉̜̫̱͙̞̭̱̠͙͍͖̜̘̳̻ก̴̶̢͔̳͇̝̞̤̝͓̯̲͉͍͘ͅจ̴̢͏̟̬͖̤̫̳̪̺̠̞͈̩̲̘̼̭̫͙̭̕ะ̶̖̲̞͎̹͕̫̲̝͖̪͢เ̸̣̝̣͍͚̳̩̘ป̶̡̛҉̬̱̙̞̫͓͈̺̝̰̩͈็͕͖̯̦̕͝น̵̹̥̻̲͓́̕͜แ̧͏̰͈̬̱͎̱̘̦̜̠̼̖̼̘͍͕͖͙͠ม̴͔̝̺̲̝͙̹̟̪̳̰̠́̕͝ͅ
̶̷͈̲̙̭͙͇̮̣̤̤̠̤̠͝ค̵̵ุ̛̲͚̻͇̘͕̗̪̤͉͉̲͖͕̩̠̹̝͎͎̙͖̪́̕͢͟ณ̸͉͕͇̮̝͙̩̹̼̱͟͟͝ม̸̨̢̳̺̯̟͞ี͈̞̩͍̦̺̰̩͖̹̖͍̖͠͠ͅก̧̖͉͙̦͘͞͞า̀͜͡͏̴̝̭̲͚͎ร̴̨̦̤͍͍̮̥̻̬̥͚̳̹͔̩͉̝͉̦͢แ̶̡͎̭̖͍̜̥̗̠̫̩̰̣̭͚̳̪́ͅก̸้̧̨̯͈̦̩̰̝̝̭̼̳̯̳̣̩̘̠͕̺͖̘̦̦͖͇̭͇̦̲́́̀̕͢ไ̴̧͕͕̞̳͘ข̧̙̤̞̤͘͢ฉ̷̡̧̜̞̱̙͍ั̴̧̡̛̣͉͕͇̫́น̺̥̺̟̟̬͈̹̤̟̩̪̟͝͡͞ฉ̵̧̛̛̟̰̰̺̝̳̯ั̵̴̸̺̩̬͍͙͞͡น͕̻̺̣̗͡ต̷҉̶้̥͈̩̹͚̖͔̙͈̖̣̜̹̞͎̬͉̰̳͈̙́͟͟ͅอ̵̧͠͏̝̹̜̬̹̯̝̤̜̣̝͈̼̟̮̫̣͝ͅง̷̸̡͙̫̜̭͖͠͠ก̨̯̩̩̜̻̟͔̣̜̻̖̺̰̗̣͜͠͝ͅา̭̗̹̖͎̖̘̞̝̳̰̦͘͞ͅร̡͕̘̣̘̣̝͇͉͇̝̰̲̮̬̥̬̱͉͡ท̶̲̱̻̮͍̻̟̜̰̣͎͞ี̕͏̶่̧̬̰͙͇̲̭̦̹̟̣͍͈͉̖̬̪̪̪͎̪̟͚̜̹͍̗̗̠́̕͜͞͠จ̵̡̦̣̗̖̪͉͢ะ̡̱͓̘̲̠͍̬̣̙͕̞͢͝ต̥̠͚̤͓̖̯̣͔̬̮̕͝า̵̨̖̲̟̻͓̲̝̺̝̰͓̦̭̻͙͠ย͕̲̞̺̙͡͞
̖̠̱̱̜̟̹̞͍͍͔̀͜͞ฉ̴̧͔͎̪̟͖̻̕͟͞ͅั͉̗͚̟̀͟น̨̪͕̬̩̟̼͢อ͏̡͈͇̩̯̀ย̵̥̰̱͍͓̲̼͖̘͘͢ͅา͟͞͞҉̝͚̜ก̸̛҉̸̡̪͎̙̖̣̝̯̯̜̼̳͉̹ͅจ̶̸̠̱͙̗̪̯͎̻̠̣̦̘̺̳̫͜͝ะ̸̡̡̥͔̫͈͙͔͈̩͉̭͙̟̮̦̭͜ͅเ̶͎͉̠̳̠̣̬͓̦̳̭̱́͜͡ป̴̡̟̞͍͈̻̖͙͍͉̣̗̺̫͇͇́͟ͅ็̞̼̞̺̻̗͉̱̯̯̗͍̯͕̩̩͜͡น͇̝̖̱̥̫͠͝แ̶̶͟͏͉̣̳̫͙̠̝̳͚̟̹̫ม̷̜͚̟̬̙͢͞ร̧̭͔̦̻̹̭̪̱͘ี่̨̲̣̲̤̱̻͔͍̤̝̪̱͕̹̝̯́́͘͢͠อ̸̦̦̫͖̬̬̰̫̥̲̬͙͎̣͎̜̦ี̯͇̻̺͖͙̱̪̣̮̹͖̰̕͜͡ก̡͎͖̯̱̠̥̼̬̺̦̯̫̦̣̮͘͝ͅͅค̶̡̩̜̭̳̘̺̣̱͚̠̀͠ร̝͎͖̲͕͇̕͝ั̸้͕̗̰͖̘̲͎͈̭̜̗͈̗̜͎͔̣̯̻̻̰͇̝̼͘͞͠ง́͡҉̢̫͍͕̗̠̭͈̟̺̰̕ͅค̷ุ̧̦̘͔͇͈͈̥̤͙̠͇̭̗͖͉̙̺́͜͜͠ͅͅณ̢͖͈̜̀ͅม̨̘̝̫̪̹̘̥͓͢͡ี͜҉̢̪̪̣̟̥̭͓̜̤̥̕͞ͅก̢̞̭̯̞͚͔̯̥͔̼͈̰͓̕͜͜า̸̶̠̯̥̗̙̭̟̖̥̮̘̪̻̣̼̠͇͟͟͞ร̸̛͇͇̜̥͜ͅͅแ̨͓͉͍̙̰̘͍̜̰̺͇̺͟ͅก̧͔̭͇͍̲̥̭́ͅ"
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
Snowmane nodded and continued look through the books.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex
Location:
Clockworks
Damocles ignored the demonic tongue as he took a break to tighten the various straps and return to applying the dropper onto the woman so that she would fill out her bindings more thoroughly. How discomforting they might be was of little concern. Only that they were tight.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
While watching her root amongst his materials, Varyn nervously cleared his throat. "I ah...You are from a...a future. Yes, I...I think that is established. How ah...in what ways would... would you say magic had...had evolved during those in-intervening years?"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Clockworks
As Malice continued to reform, her epidermis slowly took form, starting as a bright green and gradually fading to skin tone. "W̧҉̳̰͇͟͝͡h̡҉̡̺̞̥̠̺̘͇͎̟͕͉̝̻͉y͢͢͠͏̮͓͍̙͖̗̘̫͚͍̖̰̣̪͖͕͢a̸̧̡̫̬͎̙͈̝̼̰͉̺̭̟̝̭͓̪̮͝ͅm̸͏̤̖̳͓̼̙ͅĮ̛͜҉̺̹͕̳̭͕̼͈̗̹̰̲̳̱̫͡ͅ" she groaned, her voice a low wet growl.
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"I can't really say," Snowmane answered, shrugging again. "I haven't seen enough magic in this timeline to tell what is different."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
Evidently saddened by this, Varyn nodded his head. "Ah, yes. Of course..." He suddenly brightened. "Ah! But, then, perhaps once you come to Dalaran then!"
Character:
Damocles Rex
Location:
Clockworks
"Continue speaking," Damocles ordered, applying additional blood. "As I theorized. Speak your name."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"I suppose I could," Snowmane nodded. "Though it would probably be best if people didn't know where I came from. Remember what happened to Coldpelt."
Character: Malice
Location: Clockworks
N҉̵̨̧̯̳͕͚͔̫͔̗̗͚̲̝̺͚̣̺̹͎͘a͉͍̭͍̺̫̭̕͠m̷͘͏̞̟͍̼̜̘̰͎̗͙͚̘̳e̶͠҉̙͔͕̭̤̲́n̢͈̺̫̺̺͖̭͍̝̩̞̭̭̪̱͈͘͝à̲̩͖̮̥̬͈̤̪̲̺̯̦͞ͅm̠̭̹̹̟̯̼͕̱̯͖̹̘̯̫͕̭̮͡͠ͅe̷̸̜̬̥͍̞̱̲͈͈M̲̝̭͓̟A̫͚̪̺̭̯R͡Ỳ̻̜̻̥̫̬ͅ!ņ̶͞҉̗̥̳͈a͙̻͚̣̤͇̳͍͇͠ͅͅm̢͞҉͓̠͍͖̻͓̗͍͈͓̳ͅè̛҉̺̥̺̙̮̪͚̺͜ǹ̴̼͇̼͓̥̱̹͍̼͇̞͙̺̥a̷̠͕̼̼̦̯̫̻̯͔͍̗͕̕͟ͅḿ̴͏̦̺̱͖̲̬͖͖̤̫͙̣͈̘͉̪͉͇̜e̡͢͏̠͇̯̤͙ͅs̨̧͕̤̝̜̺̞͍a͢͠͏̛̮̘̙͇̙͇̘̙͕r̨̥̞̪̞̻̠̬͇͉͍͎͙̱͈͡è̵̴̺͍͕̹̤̼͖̳̗̰̠̗̖͖̩͖͇̀ͅf̶̶̪̩̖͚̱̀͝o̧̼̙̳̠̹͘̕r̨̳͕̱̞̺̘͓̗̟͈͍͙̝̪̦̀͘͞ṕ͈̰̟̮̝̝̰̹̫͚͝e͈͍̮̫̗̺͚̖̲͍̮̪̘̪͝o̷͕̥̭̹̮͜͞H҉̤̪̙̙̳̬E̝̗͇͚̗̫̖L̢̳̠͎̟̹͚P̙̮͈̻͎̮p̢͈̖̭̫̪͇̱̤͔̹̀ĺ̸͙͇̼̦̱́ͅe͏͏̙̮̰̲͈̼̩̙͔̱̙̤̗̹͕w͏̴̶̢͕̱̯̤̼͕͈̰̬̣̞̀e͜҉̺̳͇̗ḩ̷̹̝̻͓͔̻̻̩̼̣̥̕ͅa̛͎͎͚͠v̶̨͚̝̩̹͈̟̗͓͓̱̙̙̤̬͓͎ͅͅe̡̩̞̞̜̯͚̟͈͇̮̳̥͢͡͞ṋ̶̸̹̳̤̥̟̦͔̘̪̘͈͔̘͈̣́͘o̶̧͢҉̸̞͙̟̩͇̳̥̫̰̼n̵̨̼̙̙̱͙̝͙͔͡a̖̞̹̪̝͕̣̬͕̳͈̲̠̞̭̫͠m̵̷͓̮̤̭̳̮͎̥͖̝̻ẹ̛͇̟̳͢͠..." Malice answered.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
"That is true..." Varyn acceded, grimacing at the reminder of their own present peril.
Character:
Damocles Rex
Location:
Clockworks
"Repeat," Damocles ordered as he applied additional fel. "Otherwise I will have to rely on how intelligible your screams can be. A process far too subject to provide an accurate baseline, unless more reliable means are found."
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"I'll see what I can do, though," Snowmane answered, pulling out a particular book.
Character: Malice
Location: Clockworks
"I̸̡̡͏̜̖̟͈̱̬͎̗̟̟͍̳̫̫̜h̶̶̡͓̺̙͔̗͙̻͓̩̘̘̪̻͔͕ǫ̡̛҉͈̞͖̻͇̤̖͈p҉̷̨͇̲̳̻̭͙͍͕̜̫̠̺̟̬̰̲͡ͅȩ͠҉̹͇̯̳̖̱͔̝̳ỳ̴̵̜̰̲̣̯̞̫͘͞o̭̥̣̳̦͉͙̞̦͎͙̦͟͡͡ụ̷̘͚̹̞͠b̴̧̮̦͈̖̟̰̭̫̳͙͎̲̝̥̞͜ú̶̷̡̬͉͖͉̫̹̦̤̼̫̮̖͚͇̲͙͎̫r̸̛̯̯̦̹̗̘̟̗͎͓̗̹͉͟͢͠n̷҉̶̲̼̙̮̜͍̻̮͇͖̯̙̼͚͠O̥͟ͅH̹G̨̰͇̪̞̠͕͇O̪͙̯̫̩̘D̶̟̳̩͔͕SS̱̝̺̘̠͎T̯̼ͅO̻̤͔͡P̞̪͙̯̬̠̝ì̲̖̣̤̰͜͡f̷̢̟͚̻̮̗͙̥̩̞̕͡y̸̛̲͕͇͓̹̗̭͚̠̺̱͘ǫ̸̛̞͚͚̯̭͇͉͘͜u͘҉̬̼̤̹̭̯͚̲͔̮̳̪ͅm̵̝̥̟̠͚͉̝̫̱̤͕̳̗̝̻͔̬ͅu̷̪͍̱̝̪̬s̴̢͉̜͎̰̖̫̯͇͔͟͢ṱ̵̢͔̤̳͚̹̱͈͍̯̼̮͕͜ͅć͝҉̸̗̗̣̦̰̱̘͇͓̯a҉̳̼̣̗l̵̝̘͕͔̞̭̙̝̤̖͍̀l̡͎̪̭̠̹͚̖̭͎̲͖̮̹͎͓͈ư̴̲̼̖̰̘̭̘̱̩͍̫̰͞s̨̹͖̖̥̕͜s̝͇̪̭̠̟̪̟̲̪̟̗̹͇͇̪̀̀ó̧̼͍̱̙͇̭͓̪͎̠̠̼̗̪̱̰̘͞͡ͅm̷̼̼̪͙͈̭̠͙͇̱̥͜͠é̬͕̰̝͘͢͝ţ҉̵̸͉͍̟̗̖͎̦̯̪̘̝͢h͏͏͚̰͍̘̱̰͎͚̱̠̠̦̙̼̙͇ḭ̴̮̯̤̣͉͍̪͍͚͉̪͝ͅņ̯͓̟̲͓̹̲̰̬̖́́͘͞g̸̢͓͈͔̜̣̹̻̹͙̲̥̳̀͟c̸̶̢̫̭͉̯̮͉͉͍̞̭̞̭̣̭̬̳̲͚̺̀͝á҉̡̙̮̫͙̦͓̝̬̥̳̙̟̪̫́l̥̘͍̯̟̥͕̼͔̞̭͔̯͢͡ͅͅl̶̶͘͏̟͖̘̬͕̲͚͚͖̬̯͎̱m̢̞̺̳̪ͅe̶҉͈̘̝͈̮͈̪M̡̮̬̦̞͈̲̫̞̟̣͙̖̪͍̰̳̠̳̯̀̕͝á̹̮̲̤̤̭̠͚̦̹̜͔̼̟͕͡l͙̼̜̟̥͕͔̫͉̠̗̟͍̀͜͠ͅi̷̶̤̜͖̮̞̖̳̭̰̯̯̖͈̥ͅc̸͎͍͉͙͎͝e̶̯͙̟͔̘̺̖̟̞͟͝"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex
Location:
Clockworks
"Again," he ordered applying more fel.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
Varyn rocked back in his seat as though his whole body were nodding. "That would he helpful, I think. Erm, yes. You did say you were an archmage. Suppose, many things had changed in those intervening years." Suddenly gazing at the worgen, the other mage cocked his head. "Incidentally, had you ah...told me which school you specialized in? I-I assume you were skilled in all, of course. I was merely ah...curious about which you p-preferred." Varyn looked oddly hopeful as he posited this, as though whatever she replied with would answer some long sought question he held.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location:Clockworks
"S̴̷̶͔̗̺̩͖͚͉̬̘̞͚ͅó̮̠̙̝̼̜̥͖̠m̴̢̧̦͇͕̭̦͉̻͖̀ͅe̡̫̗̖̻͎̙̭̮̟̥̯̪̭̺o͡͏̣̥̟̖̤͉̪̪͙̥̟̗͞ń̵̷͕͎̳͔̭̺̻͘e̴̫̙̱͙͔̻͕̜͓̼̭͙̹̺̳͜͝͞ͅͅw̶̡̬̝̼̲̯͙͉͚͙̫̠͍̲̜̞̩͖͕̮̕͡á̡̛̪̻̣͖̲͕̗̥͓͉͉̠̺͔͉̮̳͟s͘͠҉̥̫̩̺̟͇͉̳͈̙n̛͠͏̝͖̹̠̜͕̠̲̗̤̦̼̤͕̫̰̤̤̼'҉̛͚̫͖̞̰͚̘̗̀͢͡t̪̼̦̥̰͘͢͝ļ͝͏̳͍̝̝̫̠͙͈̟͓̣̬͔̪͎͡i̴͔̗̙̺͡s̞̣͍̘̗̱̮̻̩̀͡ͅţ̷̶͜҉̤̭̗̬̫̺͍͇̥̫̪e͝͡҉͏̵̟̭̪̦̩̹͍̜̟̪n̴͔̠̘͎͎̣͇͍͉̕̕ͅì̡͈͉͈͍̻̀̕͟ǹ̡̧̘̫̖̤͕͍̱͔͚̗̼͙͚̗̖͢͞ͅǵ̴̯͈̝͇̦̱̝͙̳̬͈̭͞ͅŚ̸̢̬̗̰̰T̞̝̯̹̕O͉̝̼͡P̦͕ͅH̶̷̷̦̳̟̺̟̣̺͢a̸͈̩̤̟͓͎͕̮̳̬̯͙̻̪̭̪͘h͘͏̴̲̭̖̲͈̬͉̺͘a̧̡̫̭͈̞̳̠͖͞͠ḥ̴̩̘̙͔̪̟͍͉̦̼̬̘̣̣̬͎̕ͅa̶̩̗͕̕ḩ̖̭͇̦̲̺̤̟͚̬̭̪a̛͏̛̝̰͔̤̞̱̬̜h̸̟͕̱̠̪̭̬̝̞̦̣̠͔̠̦͎̕͘ͅa̜͎͖̰̜̙̫͙̼̲͔̬̻͇͕͚̹͟g͚̝͈̮̜̀͠i̵͞҉͎͖̟̯̣̻̤̮͈v̲̹̤̺̟̳̕͝ȩ̗̗͖͕̗̝̳͓̯̘̮̼̭́͘͠͠u̷̢͓̳̖̣͔͘͝ş̵͈̩̝̯̮͓̙͇͇̥̱m̴̡̨̛̦̯̩͡ͅo̸͎͉͔̘͢ͅr̷̶̷̹̹̟̩͇̱͉̭͎̭͖̕ḙ̳͙̦̬͚͕͍̥̙̪́͜͢ͅF̨̛̤̼͓͈͍̼͈̭̺Í̖̫͍̲̪̗͓X̡̺̕M̵̧̘̟͖͎̤̯̹̪E̸͎͉͔̟̺͎͝I̸̞͔̼̫͖͢͞w̢̰̰͉̟̺̜̰͇̟̺͘ạ̴̧̝̝͍̹͓̟̖͕͓͇̕ͅn̢͏̰̺̠̰̣̤͚̥̣̥͇͇̱͙̹͇̯̯̼͘͝ţ̛̟̘̥͈̀̀͟ͅm̵̷̤̫͚͕͠͝ờ̶̖̬̟̩̻̟̪̩͚͉̥̺̝̺̭̤̳͕͜͡r̶͚̤̗͕̪̥̠̣̖̱̦͔͝e̸̴̵͙̦̗̩̤̝̜͙̻̟̺͖̟͕ͅ"
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"I majored in Transmutation, primarily. Teleports, polymorphs, alchemy, and so on," Snowmane answered. "With a minor in Enchantment."
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Damocles Rex
Location:
Clockworks
Damocles gazed down at the woman from behind his collar expressionlessly. "Repeat your name," he ordered, applying a more liberal dose of fel.
Character:
Varyn Brighthammer
Location:
The Great Sea
The mage tipped his head a fraction to one side. "Alchemy?"
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Malice
Location: Clockworks
Malice eyes began to bleed green, and her skin split in places. "Y̴̨͜͏͈̙͎͔̟̤͉̭͔͚o̧̨̢̺̯̩̭̺͓̕͟ų̢̝̥̝̺͍͖͍̙͖̙̘̦̞̣̼͖̼͘m̧̢̧̲̣̱̹̠̖̲̮̺̝̲̹͎̱͉͈̮̳ͅa̢͍͈̲̬̝̤͕̖̺͓̠̮̲̻̭̤̦̳͠͠y̶̩̣͉̭͔̩̦̪̙̠̬̘̼͓̜̯͢c̶̶͘҉͈̣̺͚͕͢ḁ̸̳̝̖̻͕̰̣͍͕̘͎̯̹̩̘͜͝ͅl̛̤̹̙̫̲͔̺̼̭̹̩̻̺̼̀͜l̵̸̸̙̥͖̜͈̺̣͚͓̘͉̠̗̪̲̕ͅm̢̡̟̲͈͈͕̰̞͚̼e̸̤͕͔̦̥̻͡M͟͏̢͚͈̙̱̝͘͘a̴͝͏̭̙̮̤̳̹̳̟̩̖͎̳̲̝͍̘͜l̸̸̰̞̜͉̭͟i̷̛̻̳̪͔̤̘̗͍̜̗̯̜̙̘̤͓͟͞c̵̶̹͈͖͘͝e̵͚͕̼̥̤̤̠̦͔͡N̛̝̥O̢̹͖̕M͔̭͉O̸̢̗R̕҉̫̙̲̱̻͙̟̱̀E̛̼̘̥͓F̸̭̫̮̬̞̀E̫̮̗̠̼͞L̢̡̬̙̝̟̮I̸̸̥̣̺̦͘͟͠c̶̷҉̞̩̟͈̬͈̱̠̩͉̹̥͍͎̘̠̪ͅͅá̷̪̮̯̲͔͉̼̙͎̰͈̮̦̦̦̜̠͜͡n̷̡̢͍͉̘̮̩̙͈̗͈͕̬̰̗̟̩͚͟͠'̨̛̮̠̹̮͕͚̜̹̻̪͓̘̤͘͘ͅt҉̢̘̙͕̮̰̭̰̘̥͔͔͡w͡҉̹͖̦̱̗͙̙̯̻̮̫͉ͅa̧̠̲̫̖͟į̡͖̞̳͇͈̠̮̻͉͙̮̹̠̺̭̭̦̗̩͘͢͢t͏͏̙̜̭̭̞̫̖͈̲̗̳̠̗͖̻ͅo̸̵͚͓̜͘͜p̴̭̯͕̳̺̭͇̫̯͓͖͉̤̩̥̹̮̗͟ẹ̶̢͇͖̩͈͎̭̫̱̹͈̥͜͢ͅe̸̡̡̛͈͎̮͉̥͎̟̬͡ļ̴̨͖͕͈̦̤̱͙͉͙̠̀͡ý͈̠̮̦̯͔͙̤͖̮̞̹̮͙̜̜̣̕͟ó̘̩̟̬̻̭̮̰͓͉͓͔͎͚͚̥̲͡ͅu̸̳͇͇̝̪̟̬̱͙͓̖͔̝͈͟͢͞ŕ̶̴͇̭͖̼̰̗̰͎̬̥͞ͅs͜҉̪̭̯͔̠̦̳͟k̀͏͏̮̭͇̠̜̜i̢̡̮̜͕̪͍̦͎̤̠̮̬͖͉̥̭̬̭͢͟͜n̞̱̰͈͟͢o̶̵̴̸̙͇͔̜̮̪̼̖̫͎̲̟̱͕̺f̡̛̬̭̭̣̗̠̠͚̙̞͘͘̕f̛҉̧̣̦̞͖͇̙̮͎̯͚̖̬̜̠̬̬̭̕."
Character: Snowmane
Location: The Great Sea
"Yeah, among other things I can turn lead into gold, steel into khorium, and air into fire," Snowmane answered. "All quite impossible without a philosopher's stone, and quite illegal, but useful under controlled conditions."
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