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The ruins of war (A post apocalyptic modern fantasy rp)

Name: Chant (She won't reveal her full name to anybody) Age: 23 Race: Wolfkin from which kingdom: Fredon what were you doing during the war?: Chant never talks about her time before the War, but she has a few heirlooms that tell her story to people insightful enough to listen. Her locket, engraved with Fredon's mark, contains a picture of her mother and never leaves her person. Her bracelet, wrought in silver, is engraved with her name, with most of it worn smooth deliberately. Her sword is kept in perfect condition, maintained every night without fail, and when asked she proudly tells anybody that it was a gift from her father. what do you do now?: Chant is a mercenary, traveling from town to town taking requests from the people struggling to build their communities. She never takes part in the skirmishes left over from the war, however, unless soldiers from Fredon are there. She collects magical trinkets, potions and other odds and ends she thinks might help her out of a tight spot. weapon of choice: Great Fang, a behemoth of a sword, is Chant's personal weapon. It's so heavy, most people can't hope to hold it off the ground, but Chant is gifted with superhuman strength, so she has no problem wielding it one handed. Other: Chant's coat is made of a special cloth called 'Counter Weave', which repels weapons as well as a suit of iron armor, and maintains the light weight and flexibility of cloth.

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probably more like Sable's version of rat poison.

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Lisa Lisa shrugged a bit, pushing herself off Ev now that she had her breath back. "Not sure yet. When I got in last night, he was already asleep, and I left before he woke up this morning. I wonder if that'll become a trend." She checked her watch for the time and almost had a heart attack. "Holy shit it's this late already? I gotta go get ready for classes!" She threw her arms around Ev for a quick hug and ran off towards her room, panicking just a little. Lilly Lilly stopped sniffling as Kat put her arms around her, trying to comfort her. Some people would look at it as an empty gesture, hugging someone who couldn't feel anything, but that wasn't true. She could feel the warmth of her friends soul, not only in a metaphorical sense, but a literal one too. It was one of the few things left she could feel. "Kat..." She said, trailing off. "This is going to look weird if someone who can't see me walks by, you know." She dried her ghost tears away with a hand and smiled. "I'm alright now, really I am. Thank you." As Kat stepped away, she asked if there was anything she wanted to know. "You said you'd tell me why you're scared of ghosts." She reminded, poking the air at her friend and smiling.

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they can both become Icefire dragons!

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So I'm pretty sure everyone on the island saw that.

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Cynthia Everything was in place. Cynthia threw the feather she had plucked onto the rune she was facing and crossed her hands over one another, closing her eyes. In a monotone voice, she started chanting. "Flame to the North, and Icon of Fire." The runes under Sable started glowing crimson and linked to the other three runes with a red line. The ink burned as it came near the line, and eventually thinned out enough that the monster could be seen. "A feather to the East, an Icon of Wind." The runes she was standing over glowed white, linking to the other three with a white line that overlapped the red line between the two runes. The wind picked up, and blew the remaining ink cloud away. "Ice to the South, an Icon of Water." Aiden's runes glowed blue, and linked the other three as before. The air grew colder around the circle. "Stone to the West, an Icon of Earth." The empty rune glowed black, and followed the same pattern. With all four runes connected, the air grew heavy as if in anticipation. "I call upon the providence of that which presides over these elements. Exhibit your might in defense of the contract!" She threw her arms out wide and opened her eyes, which glowed with an inner light. "Four Corners Cant!" The air seemed to be sucked inward toward the center of the circle as the lines that connected the runes bent inward. Four magic circles, one for each element, opened above the demon in the middle, and a beam of light dropped into them. As it passed through each circle, the beam split into smaller beams four at a time, half of them taking on the color of that circle, and when it came to the final circle, all sixteen beams centered on the target, blasting into it with enough force to push the three Dragonslayers backwards. Cynthia fell to the ground, blown back by the force of her own spell, and didn't get up. Once the light had gone, she continued laying on the ground breathing heavily, her eyes closed. "Did we get him?" She asked weakly, not opening her eyes.

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STAND BACK EVERYBODY, I'M ABOUT TO DO SCIENCE! I mean magic.

Madou: Vivid World

Gm said go ahead and post. I'm waiting for a response.

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Rairai, where are you?

Project Olympia

That's good cause it's still going. We might have fallen down to just one team though.