Inertia

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Posted, I think i ninja'd @Salrynn

sorry bout that.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Tagged; Everyone in the party.

Dismissing the dwarf's attempts to dismiss and leave the beaten orc, "We're already out in the open, Dwarf." he replied coldy, glaring back at the dwarf with his undaunted scarlet eyes "Sit on behind the wagon and cover your eyes, and maybe your ears if you dislike it so."

Seeing the elf's resolve to save the orc somewhat moved Artos, though he himself held no ill-will towards Orcs. He viewed them as warriors, honorable to a degree. They will acknowledge you after you best them in a duel and it is rather considerably strenuous to beat them in single combat. "Another oddity- orcs normally travel with tribes." he said to no one in particular. It seemed like he was battling a whole party of something- gnolls or otherwise and managed to win... albeit falling unconscious. "If what the dwarf says rings true, then this orc is not dead. He said that the orb takes corpses? So it's safe to say, that he's not dead... yet." he continued, noticing the hoarse and subtle breathing of the orc.

"I will try Sir Hugh, though you might be able to do it, unless..." Artos prattled but stopped. instead placing a reassuring hand on Ellyn's shoulder."Alright, this spell, WILL suck up all of my remaining mana as it siphons alot. I have not fully mastered it, but I'll try." he continued, "Step back."

Placing both his hands over the battered and beaten orc, jagged breaths paired with an alarming palpitation, he began to conjure the spell. Magnus.. Sanitas. Streaks of white light appeared beneath his palms and around his irises as the strong hum of magic reverberated throughout the plains. The orc groaned in pain as the flow of Artos' magic coursed through his veins, all throughout his body. After a couple of long, grueling minutes, the healing process came to an abrupt halt. Artos collapsed on the sandy floor. The mage had exerted what was left of his mana. Through labored breaths, he says "W- Well, I- I've done all that my power wills me..." he continued, with the sun's unforgiving rays of light hitting his pale face as he laid still on the sandy terrain."Now we wait."

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Thanks to your friend too! Are they a Guild member, or just a personal friend?

@WeepingLiberty

I'll relay the message for you
now we just wait for @Larfleeze

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Your thanks should be given to my buddy instead of me haha.

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These fonts are amazing. ^.^ I think I'll go with this one, hahahaha.

@WeepingLiberty

Looks cool, decreasing the size might be a bit better, you can do it on the site.

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@corrosive

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@corrosive someday that family talk will come up in the IC,
idk when but it will, loool.

Normal households unite!

Edit:
1001fonts.com would be useful if you guys like the name thing that i am using, and mivuli too.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

lol it's not doing it... xD owell.

@Salrynn

You put the code [link][/link.]
use [img] [/img.]

Remove the dots,
also post up though kinda short.

Edit:

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After the dwarf had corrected him, it appears the the orb absorbs the corpses rather than life energy as he predicted. Normally he would feel a tad stupid, but the large green orb was all he thought. "Dwarven cleric are you sure about that?" he asked towards the Dwarf, who looked a tad fearful. The elfven woman who appeared to be a bard suddenly got close after his wrong theory, and she looked a bit frightened. The woman reminded Artos of a childhood friend whom he was very close with, he was about to comfort her but Artos had no idea how to.

Continuing the trek, Artos' mind was wrapped around the floating orb and when the wagon suddenly stopped he landed face first into the rigid wooden frame. Falling unceremoniously to the ground he was about to say something until his eye caught an orc, the smell of blood and iron suddenly plunged Artos' nose. Aftermath of a battle? The elven woman suddenly darted off, with Hugh following behind her. Artos had gotten up already, nose slgihtly red due to him hitting it on the wagon. He began slowly and warily walking to the seemingly dead, or most likely unconscious orc. The running elven bard suddenly tripped and fell face first into the sand, Artos chuckled but covered it with his hand.

Reaching the battered and beaten orc, "I can try healing him, but I am not sure if it'd work." Artos offered, standing over Ellyn and beside Hugh. "As for traps, well, I could also activate Mind's eye, but I don't think there's a trap."

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Welp the crew's up and I am gonna sleep, it's 6:30,
the suns rising.

lol
GST (Gulf Standard Time) if anyone is wondering, see ya guys later.