[color=red]Swob left, then right, then left again.[/color] Xusins hands pushed the mop to and fro about the rancid deck of a fishing boat. A clock bell off in the distance chimmed off, setting the rhythm of her swobbing.

[color=gold][b]DONG! DONG! DONG![/b][/color] [color=red] 1-2-3 Left-Right-Left. [/color]. This process repeated and drooled on three times. Just after the final chime of the bell counted off noon, Xusin sighed. One pale hand pushed back a lock of silky black hair into her unkempt matt utop her scalp. Whilst she tidied her hair, she leant forward propping her weight upon the mop.

[color=red]"Jaltheor,"[/color] she started at the mages name. The name was painfull for her. Merely uttering it reminded her of his sick and powerfull dark magics, which ripped her from the depths of hell and forced her to his subservience. [color=red]"how much longer until you come back?" [/color]She was referring to his promise to return to warldshore. She dreaded the moment and thuslyobsessed over it.

[color=red]"The humans are strong, but well they fight back?"[/color] Just as her mind began to ponder the thought, [b]ITS THE COMPKETE FUCKING OPPOSITE!"[/b] The voice was strong, and clearly upset. Xusin turned her head towards the scource, and she transferred her weight from mop to guard rail upon the deck. [b] "Do you know what anti-magic is? Of course you don't. Let me spell it out for you. It is anti-fucking-magic."[/b] 

[i]Anti-Magic?[/i] Her attention was snarred into the quarell immediately. Half her mind woundered if the guards were going to interferre. [i]Oh humans, your passion is amazing. It make apparent why the lord felt to make you in is immage.[/i] Xusin stared like a helpless romantic, waiting for the situation to elevate. [b]The opposite of magic. Now I suggest you tell those two guards to fuck off before you piss off the best defense you have against any magic that may or may not be coming this way.[/b]

Xusin was suddenly in awe. A man had claimed himself as a defence against magic. [i]I simply must warn him of Jaeltheor's intent![/i] Suddenly the man turned and stormed from his quarell. Instinct led Xusin's hand outwards to reach axross the docks for him. She leaned to far forward however. A breeze glided gently by, swaying the boat ever so slightly. When Xusin shifted ger feet to stay herself, she stepped upon the wet mop, and slipped overboard, letting loose a meek [color=red]"HEl-" [/color] before splashing into the barnicle infested docks, and staining but the smallest circle of ocean warer crimson.
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