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[center][color=cyan][h2]Etoile[/h2]
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"[color=cyan]Really now?[/color]" bit out Etoile caustically. "[color=cyan]What on Vitae might have given you that idea, Sparky? Was it the murderous krovar? Or the murderous birds? Or perhaps the very specifically-aligned antimagic zone positioned along the tracks we were running on? An insane magi! What a novel idea![/color]"

Now that she'd gotten that out of the way--[i]honestly, do these people ever think before they speak?[/i]--she wore a more serious frown than the mocking one on her face a moment before. "[color=cyan]Now then, if we're done spitting obvious truths, let's see if we can't find this magi. I've much to pay them back for. This whole land-barge thing was already uncomfortable enough. Making it even more so deserves a special kind of punishment.[/color]"

She picked a stick up, carving a furrow in the ground with it in the shape of a heptagon, with a large circle inscribed at each angle thereof. "[color=cyan]Now, I know this might be difficult for the less...scholastically inclined of you--[/color]" she shot a look at Zestasia, "[color=cyan]--but ether has a tendency to like the number seven a lot. If I had to guess, for something this elaborate, there would be seven different foci forming the incantation.[/color]" She used the stick as a makeshift pointer to indicate the seven points at the angles of the shape. "[color=cyan]We break the foci, we break the incantation, and the [i]Eoldysseus[/i] starts moving again.[/color]" She chewed her lip for a moment. "[color=cyan]Still, even in that best-case situation, we still have a maleficarum on the loose. I'd love to know where to find them, but they could be anywhere out here.[/color]" She cast her hands out to the wood, then turned back to the group. "[color=cyan]So, any suggestions?[/color]"