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Sage looked at the two with growing frustration. The woman with the staff was lying, no doubt about it, and the armoured woman was eating it up like it was nothing! He had no idea why the mage would lie about her familiar either. A familiar was a partner you could depend on, it was something any self-respecting magic user would be proud to have! This was even more so for a creature as fine as the one she seemed to be bonded with.

Whatever the reason, they had succeeded in irritating [i]him[/i] just as he had them, and that meant they were going to see the personality he [i]usually[/i] wore.

"Perhaps you have forgotten that it was the spirits themselves who told me the creature was down there, and I can assure you they are quite friendly towards me." He said to Tirnea, a small, close-eyed smile he'd learnt people tended to find [i]infuriatingly[/i] polite growing across his face. "If what you say is true, and you have a bond with the spirits as well, then that only confirms my belief that you are just the kind of mage I am looking for. However, first I will take care of the creature."

He then looked to Veronica, still wearing the smile.

"I'm afraid that won't be necessary." He said. "While the order may be practised in the art of hunting magical beasts, it is my job as a Sage to take care of these types of situations when I come across them, and it would be safer to take care of the creature before it can emerge, when it might cause trouble for the townspeople. Now please stand back, I am about to start casting."

And then he closed his eyes, moving his own staff around and occasionally tapping it rhythmically against the ground, before beginning to sing.

[i]"Kuwata tsunowo vralai, tsuriji pfurala lekai..."[/i]

As he sang, the earth began to tremor ever so slightly. If one were not looking for it, they wouldn't even notice. Any who could sense what was happening underground, however, would feel the roots of various plants growing exponentially, all snaking their way towards Sierpe. They continued to circle around the creature, circling it like sharks around a sinking ship, until Sage reached the chorus.

And then they attacked.

[i]"Otrejain aforeje kurasolda, towari hatasei, mic'hatasei, tsufrallai, ilja, Ulilya koji jichatjukajai, niame fretsumekri, fretsumekri, linganmai…"[/i]

The roots shot towards Sierpe, doing their best to follow Sages instructions and wrap around the creature, trapping and constricting it. All the while, Sage continued to sing, an ancient magic sung in an ancient language.

The magic of the Sages.