Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

"Sarin?"
"As long as I'm out of that hellhole. The rest of the elders only have a few days. The needle barrage canmt be held back forever. They're surrounded, and once time's up, they're all pincushions."
"Right. Let's go."

Aaaand you're back.
Sgavrinn seems to be talking with a white creature of sorts.

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"I think you've already heard my- hey, master is back!"

 

"Well, that was something." I say.

"Does anyone else have a desire for some tea right about now?" Abigail asks.

Artemis walks over to Sgavrinn, smiling.


@Possumness

Stephanie winks at you.

 

"Who is the draconian with them?"

 

"Tea? This is the last chance, so no takebacks," I say.

"Nice to see you're all back with us. We can only hope there aren't more straglers following behind."

 

"TEA!!!" Abigail shouts, pouncing on you suddenly.

 

"Seems more than one person has some." Rineth mutters.

"Well..."
"...there's me."

"I dunno. I've never seen her before."

 

Hythania says, "Please can I have tea? Too many potions can give you strange effects after a while."

"At least they all found the path back here. Even with the false duels, we were beginning to become worried."

 

Stephanie immediately turns to Hythania, "You're an alchemist?" She says, her eyes lighting up.

 

"True. It's nice to know Master made it back safely."

 

Abigail falls straight through my illusory body, but grabs the non-illusory cup in the process. I re-form a metre to the right.

I lob a kettle at Hythania.
"Think fast!"

It morphs into a cup midway through the air and somehow doesn't spill everywhere.


I look back at Abigail, a new kettle forming in my hands. I then proceed to pour scalding tea over her.

 

Abigail screams in pain before a wooden arrow pierces the kettle, sending it flying from your hands.

Artemis glares at you, and Stephanie seems to be stiching another of her voodoo dolls.

Abigail's red hair seems to have dimmed to a grayish red, and she runs over to Rineth.

 

"Oh right, now that I think about it, tea is mostly water. Whoops. Sorry. Here, have some evaporation."

I concentrate sunlight onto Abigail, warming her up and slowly turning the water to steam.

"For some reason I thought that that would work out well, you being a Heat Protector or whatever."

 

"Ihra?"
"Yeah, yeah. And she complains about me being weak to fire..."
Abigail is slowly healed.

"What...?" Sarin's confused.

 

"Flame Guardian; immune to fire, weak to water." Artemis corrects.

Stephanie holds up a half-stiched voodoo doll to compare, before stiching some more.

Abigail hides behind Rineth.

"I can't die from water in a matter of seconds though..." Abigail says, somewhat nervously.

 

"I'm guessing that's of me? Is that really what I look like? Ahh, I'm just kidding around. I can see the back of my head if need be."

 

"Would you rather I become something you can actuallly hide behind again?" He glances back at Abigail.

 

"Very well"
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Very well. I write.

 

"In the old days, there where towers the size of mountains, and cities so big that you couldn't even see the whole of them from a birds eye."

 

"Really?! How did people even build that much?"
You have inspired an explorer. The only issue may be that the world is not peaceful to everyone, and you haven't combat trained Icicle at all.

 

"Voodoo dolls are exact mimics. It's impossible it wouldn't look like you." Stephanie says, focused on stitching the doll.

"You're a cool assassin that doesn't have a mouth big enough to eat people with. I prefer you like you are." Abigail says, nervously glancing at Luphyx before hiding again.