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Sodden Hound

Sodden Hound

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Character Name: Macideia "Macy" Kalan
Race: Human
Age: 15
Position: Student
Magical Expertise: Portals, sorta. She doesn't really do it, her wand has spells built-in that she just activates by saying words she was taught to say, she's got no clue what she's doin' otherwise. Hasn't really touched a runestone before.

Character Name: Darius Nocte
Race: Mutt
Age: Appears about 19. Is decently older than that.
Position: Member of the Dept. of Research and Development, with a focus on physics
Magical Expertise: Earth in public, Shadow in privacy, Lightning spells, Chronomancy (And I will provide you at least five separate examples of time magic in RS lore if you want tyty)
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12-May-2017 02:41:51 - Last edited on 12-May-2017 03:03:08 by Sodden Hound

Sodden Hound

Sodden Hound

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Character Name: Troy Vernet
Race: Human (Very distant Moonclan)
Age: 50s
Position: Staff - Tower Administration (Security, Dark Wizards Taskforce, relations with Misthalin, that junk)
Magical Expertise: Earth; Arcane Properties of Metals; Magical Alloys; Wards
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17-May-2017 01:58:47 - Last edited on 17-May-2017 02:00:51 by Sodden Hound

Sodden Hound

Sodden Hound

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Sodden Hound said:
Mud squelched underneath the woman's boots as she walked, feeling the cold night air on her skin. Humming a tune, she began to speak to herself between verses.
"Enslaved by a Mahjarrat."
A breeze blew by, disturbing the mist that had settled over the swamp.
"Shot down by Saradomin's Inquisition."
The wind picked up, and the fog started to clear. The woman twirled around, stretching her arms to the sky in a carefree dance.
"Betrayed by his sister and his own ambitions."
And in the fog's place, a thick miasma rolled in.
"Took her own life before disease could."
She stopped, a veritable gale of dread whirling through the swamp.
"Legends are nice and all, but I think I can make their stories better. More epic. With just a bit more... pizzazz."
One by one, the knights fell to the toxic air, and the woman approached the Abyss with melodic and rhythmic steps.
"Yea, I'll do them one better."
And the music stopped.

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Across the world, faint disturbances could be felt.
Druids and summoners would note that the spirit world felt more... Familiar. Like the spirits they called on were old friends.
Necromancers and undead would feel that Death seemed... preoccupied. The afterlife no longer called for them.
And the Moonclan found that their dreams were too surreal. Hyper-realistic, if you will.
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25-May-2017 03:07:04

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