Meditations 6 - Stonetalon ('Storms over Stonetalon')
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Blood on my hands. My own.
The clouds are rolling in. We called them.
A storm, called through the Ancients' will and dabbled with the scent of arcane magic--bolstered, by arcane magic.
Two druids and two magi, we conjured a storm over Stonetalon. I lasted longer. Now, now it is tearing through the Charred Vale. Let us hope the dragons blame the damned naga.
Ovan had better use the cover we lent him well.
Aessina, work another miracle. For Stonetalon. I have done all that I can; now, I must rest. And dream of dense forest.
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Judge
February 23, 2012 - 6:15am
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Yay a tullyblog! Even if it
Yay a tullyblog! Even if it is a short one :<.
Willowsong
February 23, 2012 - 7:14pm
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Short indeed.
Short indeed.
Keida
February 24, 2012 - 7:54am
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Tully, making storms with
Tully, making storms with mages?!
Inconcievable!
This is like the Exile of the Highborne, all over again.
Except now Tully is a part of it, too. ;-;
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Willowsong
February 25, 2012 - 10:25am
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Pretty much! He was banking
Pretty much! He was banking on the hope that it's druidic nature would keep it from going out of control, and is watching it closely. B|
Theleste
February 25, 2012 - 11:47am
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Inconcievable
I don't think that word means what you think it means.
theleste / dezrielle / dyndra / vespyr / anikha
Keida
February 25, 2012 - 9:35pm
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If I knew what I was talking
If I knew what I was talking about, or what I was using to explain what I was talking about.
Well...
Then I would not be using words.
Thinking is so much easier. I get more things done in a day of thinking than in a day of working.
Sad thing is, nothing actually gets done. Need to craft a device to make my thoughts into actions. That would be cool.
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