Eklispe

Thieves Guild

Simbad woke up with a start to the sound of running water, he should've been up earlier but the night had been sooo very restful after filling his belly with food. He lazily got up and looked around still somewhat groggy, he decided it would be best if he made something for the others when they woke up. Shaking the sleep out of his eyes Simbad quickly got a pot of water threw in some left over meat and vegetables and put it over the fire, adding a few of the spices he kept around for flavoring his food. A little spice here and there went a long way when you were used to eating scraps. He sat watching next to the fire he had built up slowly stirring the stew to make sure it cooked evenly.

Alma Terra Heroes

Nolan woke up lazily, it had been a nice party with good food that led to a better night of rest. He quickly dressed and left his room wondering what exactly they were supposed to do now. He stopped one of the numerous servants that were running around hoping that his reputation wouldn't scare him off, "Excuse me, do you know were the King wants the hero?" he inquired still unsure of why they were here.

Mana-Script Academy For The Gifted Reboot

@The ghost in black Sol finally stood up from where he was sitting confident that the array of spells he had prepared would be more than sufficient to obtain victory. He walked onto the court, "Since we can't use tennis rackets are we going to use only magic to control the field? If so then what are we playing to before victory is acquired?" he asked curious to see how this match would play out. Her array of magic was impressive but he was confident that his time spent preparing would be sufficient.

Thieves Guild

@TheSecret has been on, just not here for some reason.

Alma Terra Heroes

mewah

A Twist Of A Knife, The Birth Of A Legend.

Leon watched sitting next to the alleyway as a fight broke out between a mysterious woman and some guards, then she attempted to escape by climbing up the roof, "Hey idiots, Looky Me i got ME a SHARP THINGY." he shouted waving one of his many many daggers above his head and booking it attempting to lead them away from the women. Leon may have been hotheaded but he had an escape plan and spent the last day memorizing these winding streets so he was sure he could escape these armored guards.

Mana-Script Academy For The Gifted Reboot

@The ghost in black Sol tilted his head curiously, he had been hoping for something a little more combat oriented. Obviously his opponent had chosen such an event because she believed that she would hold the advantage. Unfortunately Sol was equally sure she was right, it would most certainly be an interesting match up. "Very well then, we shall meet in an hour on the tennis court." he said and moved towards the court and sat down by some nearby seats. An hour to prepare, just what he needed, if the challenge had been immediate he probably would've been crushed. But he had learned from Meruin, time to prepare was time to set up magic. He began concentrating on what he wanted to do to give himself the advantage, the most likely one to succeed would work without a doubt, however it would be very, rude to say the least. Sol stored that plan away in the back of his mind, if worst came to worst he would use it.

ESCAPE FROM HELL

A post a day keeps the dying away

Thieves Guild

Simbad watched Nirayane's frusteration, "I think she isn't upset that you brought it up I think she's happy that you caused her to remember happy things. Any happy time is also a sad time. As i said we all have pasts, its best to let it come out when it does. Good night to the both of you." he said nodding to the Elf and retiring to his own cot by the wall. It wasn't the most comfortable bed, but it was certainly better than the street. He wrapped the rough blanket over him and turned to face the wall eager to get some rest.

The Magic Apprentice(s)

Bristlebane's face fell at the masters words. They were supposed to be able to hold this for a full week, and they were still on the easy stuff? There must be a trick to it, perhaps there was a way he could, tie off the magic. If he could make it so the sphere existed by itself then he would just have to "feed" it magic from time to time. He had glanced at Anna when she had gone on her spree of magic use and had learned a bit from watching how she quickly moved the threads. Bristlebane thought with a little work he could find a way to make the magic exist on its own. Carefully he coaxed the threads of magic around looping them around each other gently, then he let it go. The threads were suddenly pulled on as if the world was trying to drain it away and the threads slammed shut tying into a complicated knot. He grinned, knowing knots did come in handy, it looked like the sphere could sustain itself now without him having to focus on it. However as he watched a drip of magic managed to escape the intricate knot, it seemed it wouldn't last forever but the rate of decay would be much lower. He pumped the sphere full of almost of all his magic, the chill that came with it was almost normal now. Bristlebane sat on the ground breathing heavily, he now had a sphere about the size of a baseball that could keep its shape without his constant attention. "Hey, I think i figured it out." he said proudly. Normally there was no way they could hold a sphere for a week because it would vanish when you went to sleep, but this way if you could give it enough magic to survive the nights you could keep it up forever theoretically.