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- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
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- On fairly regularly, every day. I'll notice a PM almost immediately. Replies come randomly.
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- Primarily Prefer Male
- No Preferences
- Genres
- High fantasy is my personal favorite, followed closely by modern fantasy and post-apocalyptic, but I can happily play in any genre if the plot is good enough.
Amaris couldn't help but let out a hiss at Jukhery's words. She might not think a lot of the birdbrain's decision making skills, but she knew that there was no way it would make such an important mistake. Not when Ansell's life, and therefore its own, was hanging in the balance.
But his words indicated nothing good for either of them. Amaris had experienced a lot of powers in her life, but she found few as annoying as true earth shamans. Their power was tied to the very vitality of the land they controlled, and as long as life still existed within their domain, their power was endless.
Her attention momentarily distracted, there was a wet squelching noise from her barrier, and Amaris promptly reinforced the damaged section. However, even her distraction didn't prevent her from scolding Jukheyr's final statement, her words as much instinct as rational. "They won't stop. Even if you find some way to muffle the power, it won't stop looking for him as long as a trace of that power remains on this land. It's not rational. It'll drain all the life from this land before it'll stop searching out what's been taken from it."
Amaris grunted as a particularly heavy blow struck against the barrier. However, that didn't stop her from staring at both Ansell and Jukheyr. "Way I see it, you've got three options. Find a way to get that power out of him and either give it back or completely destroy it, continue to fight against these abominations until this entire valley becomes a barren wasteland, or get him far enough away from this land it loses track of the power and goes dormant."
Amaris truly couldn't see any other options. This tidal wave was not a force that could be reasoned with. It was simply the desperate efforts of the land to regain the power that had doubtless taken it tens or even hundreds of thousands of years to accumulate. Either it got the power back, or it couldn't find the power anymore.
Of course, the bloodwitch knew full well that there was no way that Ansell would like any of those options. Unfortunately for the boy, though, life was simply like that sometimes.
Another shudder ran through the barrier, hundreds of droplets of blood showering down around them before they gathered into streams on the ground and flowed back into the barrier. It was possible to hear the muffled sound of some sort of high-pitched buzzing on the other side of the barrier. Amaris spat out the mouthful of blood that had pooled behind her lips in the short time she'd spent silent.
"Take your time."
But his words indicated nothing good for either of them. Amaris had experienced a lot of powers in her life, but she found few as annoying as true earth shamans. Their power was tied to the very vitality of the land they controlled, and as long as life still existed within their domain, their power was endless.
Her attention momentarily distracted, there was a wet squelching noise from her barrier, and Amaris promptly reinforced the damaged section. However, even her distraction didn't prevent her from scolding Jukheyr's final statement, her words as much instinct as rational. "They won't stop. Even if you find some way to muffle the power, it won't stop looking for him as long as a trace of that power remains on this land. It's not rational. It'll drain all the life from this land before it'll stop searching out what's been taken from it."
Amaris grunted as a particularly heavy blow struck against the barrier. However, that didn't stop her from staring at both Ansell and Jukheyr. "Way I see it, you've got three options. Find a way to get that power out of him and either give it back or completely destroy it, continue to fight against these abominations until this entire valley becomes a barren wasteland, or get him far enough away from this land it loses track of the power and goes dormant."
Amaris truly couldn't see any other options. This tidal wave was not a force that could be reasoned with. It was simply the desperate efforts of the land to regain the power that had doubtless taken it tens or even hundreds of thousands of years to accumulate. Either it got the power back, or it couldn't find the power anymore.
Of course, the bloodwitch knew full well that there was no way that Ansell would like any of those options. Unfortunately for the boy, though, life was simply like that sometimes.
Another shudder ran through the barrier, hundreds of droplets of blood showering down around them before they gathered into streams on the ground and flowed back into the barrier. It was possible to hear the muffled sound of some sort of high-pitched buzzing on the other side of the barrier. Amaris spat out the mouthful of blood that had pooled behind her lips in the short time she'd spent silent.
"Take your time."