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MtG a RP

Mot finished his discussion with the local town leader, or least he said it was a town, thought Mot thought it rather on the small side for a town. He had enough problems without arguing with the village leader over the how many people constituted a town as opposed to a village. This was apparently the plane of Paki, and not two days before a man who reeked of arrogance and evil, had come through seeking to buy slaves of "unique" qualities. The village leader had been honest, since he had nothing to hide, and said that nothing of the sort had come his way in many years. Mot told the man to contact this... Buyer, and let him know that such individuals had arrived. Mot wanted to know who hunting them, and why, though he had an inkling given recent events.

Dernga, the town leader, reluctantly agreed to do so and Mot decided to walk around the town, to get a feel for the ground that was about to become his battle field. He knew the people living here would probably die in the ensuing battle, but that didn't bother him in the least. He had lost his home, and much of his mana pool with it, the loss of a single town was nothing in comparison. Besides there would at least be ruins to tell others that there had been a town here, his plane, Chandra, had nothing but a void to mark where it had been. As he walked he noticed a familiar silhouette walking down the street towards him. Mot stopped and smiled, though his mask hid his expression, and called out to the familiar figure. His tone was lightly mocking, so his wouldn't generate to much offense.

Hello stranger, I take it your masters were sufficiently pleased with your service?

Artificial Spirits

Boris, glad to be free of the witch's claws, flew back to the statue, wondering if it held the password, whatever that was. Landing on the shoulder opposite his previous landing, and put one hand against the statues smooth face, trying to feel for anything magical from the weathered stone what kind of magic it held.

He hoped that being on the statue would prevent anyone else from grabbing him... He also noticed that the witch gave no reply to his question but still wanted be friends... She sounded rather like a fey herself, and he wondered if she had been made by one of the more powerful fey. They did such things occasionally, when they got bored, or wanted revenge on the big people for disturbing their smaller cousins. Boris wondered if any of the others even knew of the fey, the witch probably did, the skeleton and kobold might not though. The rest? hmmm, he wasn't sure yet about the others most of them hadn't said or done anything since waking up anyway, or at least he hadn't noticed them doing much of anything.

Artificial Spirits

Boris noted that the note appeared to be blank, and was about try and touch it to see if he could ind any hidden information when he plucked from his perch. Annoyed, Boris listened to the big people, they were always so touchy about space, as if the had made the space around them, or bought it for a high price, it confused Boris really, especially when the same beings had no problem crushing entire cities, sometimes even entire countries, of little people as if they didn't even exist in the first place.

How is it that personal space is worth more than forcibly moving an entire person? Or do I not count as a person for some reason? You either know good and well what I was doing or you're to stupid for me to bother attempting to explain it to you, with my luck it's the latter.

He mumbles the last phrase about his luck. He shifts focus as the kobold speaks up, asking about the orb. Kobolds were nice enough, they rarely messed with little folk. Granted that might be due to their affinity for living underground, and so were less likely to run into little folk, but Boris didn't care about that.

Be my guest Scaly; Skeley there is already digging through the dead.

MtG a RP

Yay! new life, :)

MtG a RP

Nothing? Not a single post? Is everyone just busy right now or have y'all lost interest? Sorry if this wasn't what y'all were hoping for. :/ I was hoping to get at least a few of us to the village to where we'd get our first clues as to who caused the disappearance of our home plane. I'm also interested to see where the ex-angel*dragon side plot runs.

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Artificial Spirits

Boris lost his train of thought as one of the creatures surrounding him, and the statue, picked up a note he had over looked. He released the spell manipulating the water droplets, and watched as the note was read... waiting to hear what was said. He knew it held magic in it's frail form, but not what purpose the magic served. When the note was not commented on for some time, Boris's curiosity got the better of him, and he jumped from the statues shoulder and flew to the wrist of the hand holding the note. There he landed lightly and began reading it for himself. It didn't occur to him that his current position might not be smiled upon by the owner the wrist he stood on.

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The Elementals (Chemical elemental characters)

@Nerevarine Post is up, feel free to pack dessert in to-go boxes and head out if you want to wrap things up.