Team Nippon [@VitaVitaAR][@PKMNB0Y][@Crimson Paladin] [hr] For Nobu, Misaki, and Novak, the situation remained roughly the same. The only difference was that the stone giant seemed to see something, before immediately going towards it, though they were too far away to see what exactly it had seen. All seemed for them, calm for the moment and left them with the moment to collect themselves or perhaps they should take this opportunity to attempt leaving, if possible. Thankfully, those birds from earlier seemed to have mostly vacated the area as well, though a few could be seen roosting on some buildings further away, and on the cliffs near them. The Roma Mob [@ERode][@Pyromania99][@PaulHaynek] [hr] As more energy flowed out of Augusta and into the stone, light slowly continued to fill the carvings. Perhaps if she had tried, she could have attempted controlling this energy in some manner. It seemed possible, since she could feel it. In fact she’d almost imagine she could see it. A slow, swirling blue-colored energy meandering its way from her arm into the stone as it was pulled in by it. Yet, soon the flow slowed. As mana presumably filled the stone like an empty cup, the edges of Augusta’s vision would slowly fill with a dark blue. Soon she would become by a sensation like she was almost floating, her body becoming weightless. For her, the change was entirely subtle. Blinking and the world she was in suddenly was suffused with the color blue. Soon, however, the stone was entirely lit up, and Augusta would feel something…’connect’, in a sense. Instead of filling the Mana, it seemed as though it was going somewhere else. And then something else seemed to ‘grab’ it. Another pull, but this time it wasn’t just her ‘Mana’. It was a physical sensation of her body being tugged! Something was trying to pull not just her magic ability, but her in her entirety now! Isidore would start to feel it too. He could see Augusta’s body slowly turning blue, the same color of the light filling the stone as he started to lose his grip on her. A sense of dread starts washing over Nick, a small feeling of anxiousness. Whatever was happening could possibly have some effect on his and even Augusta’s life it seemed. Maybe Augusta should try severing the connection...or maybe even attempt pulling back on whatever was pulling on her. [hr] Team feet pics [@Cu Chulainn][@Crusader Lord][@Click This][@Guy0fV4lor] [hr] Narkissa descended the stairs, wary of the others below. A sensible thing to do in such an unfamiliar scenario. As she greeted the others and introduced herself, she reached for the nearest weapon. [hider=Goddess Note] Item Received: Ancient Waraxe An ancient axe made to be used with a single hand, somehow still finely maintained. It has been stripped of all identifying markers making its origin hard to discern. Still, it feels like a serviceable weapon and there’s an odd energy running through it though you can’t currently place it. Its handle is made of fine wood, and its blade made of fine steel, curving down to almost half the length of the handle. On the reverse side, the steel has formed into a small, but deadly looking pick likely for piercing armor. [/hider] As she went through the motions of a spell, Narkissa focused inwards. It was definitely there. Some sort of...power, otherworldly feeling in nature. It almost felt like it was circulating through her body, same as blood might carry air through her veins. If she wanted, it seemed like all she’d need to do is somehow exert the force outwards in order to do something with it. Malphas would search for another weapon. Unfortunately no arrows could be seen, but a dagger he would indeed find. [hider=Goddess Note] Item Recieved: Ancient Dagger A simple, effective looking dagger. Roughly 12 inches in length, It doesn’t seem to have any special properties. A small pattern is engraved into its hilt, and it seems to have some odd energy to it the same as the bow you carry. [/hider] Donovan’s search proved somewhat fruitful. The item didn’t seem immediately useful, but who could say? He stuffed the emblem in his pocket for later. Who knew. Perhaps at some point it’d save his life. So taking Leannaha’s advice, he approached the door, its creaky hinges easily allowing passage. In the distance, across a small field of stone ruins and snow, Donovan’s eyes would see the same massive stone giant Nobu and the others had seen. It towered above them, its stone cut body lightly frosted. Notably, it was carved from different stone than the black stone the building and monuments that littered the ground. It didn’t seem to see them thankfully. It was standing behind a tower, and seemed to be currently inspecting it. It’s short, stunted head barely visible between its massive stone shoulders as it scanned the roofs of the buildings. Leannah would then hear the same scratching noises, this time clawing their way up to the roof. They stopped towards the front of the building. Then the sound of metal scraping against something. The sound of something being pulled...and then the twang of a bowstring snapping back into place. Then the sound of footsteps, quickly running towards the back of the building before vanishing, either jumping off and running in some other direction, or managing to disappear through some other means. In the same instance, Donovan would hear and see it clearly. An arrow loosed from the roof of the building - impacting the guardian right in the shoulder. Immediately, the guardian’s gaze turned towards the building - eyes momentarily locking with Donovan. It opened its mouth, the blue light turning a bright red as a horrific, distorted almost robotic sounding shriek came from it as it slowly trudged around the tower, slowly starting to pick up the pace as it made a beeline for Donovan and the building. Had...someone just gotten the guardian to target them? They only had a handful of seconds before it was upon them. [hr] The Lonely Pixie [hr] [@1charak2] Forcing more energy into the book seemed fairly straight forward. It took a few moments for her to get to ‘feel’ the energy, but as the Goddess had said performing magical feats seemed to come almost second nature to her. Like pouring water into a cup, directing this energy into the book was easy enough. Eventually she’d get what she wanted - more writing starting appearing on the bages of the journal. The ink somehow writing itself in a language she could understand. [i]“...thank you.”[/i] A line break. [i]“But who are...you? You feel unfamiliar...and...apologies if I seem….tired...can’t wake up…[/i] Odd. It seemed almost as if it was losing energy faster the more she put in it. The sound of the ground rumbling and a distorted, robotic shriek would interrupt her thought processes. A quick glance would reveal the same massive stone giant heading towards the building across the field, not her, as well as seeing Donovan.