RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
11-05-2013, 02:33 AM
((Thanks for the push, Chim, I've been pressed for time lately due to college, but I'll be sure to get my posts in more frequently!))
Myra glided soundlessly alongside Thunderpaw, keeping watch on the ground below. As the Bunni touched ground, the ravenfolk remained in flight, making lazy, wide circles right above her partner's head. The beautiful thing about telepathy is that you can choose who hears it, and people- even mages- can't listen in on telepathy unless they are actively seeking to do so. Considering the circumstances, Myra felt it perfectly safe. "I'm going to cast some spells on us," Myra thought to Thunderpaw, "Bohw said something about you guys turning Ethereal, so I'm going to try and take care of that now."
Hovering in front of Thunderpaw, Myra flapped her wings in his direction, as ashen tendrils of smoke pushed out from her feathers. Even thought it was mid-air, and looked just like smoke, it somehow seemed heavy and unmovable. The smoke floated to Thunderpaw, and clung well to his person. "This magical smoke should keep your body and soul bound to this world and dimension. This spell is meant to last a good, long time, but since it'll be in a battle, it might fade mid-battle. So let's see how this works out!"
Myra glided soundlessly alongside Thunderpaw, keeping watch on the ground below. As the Bunni touched ground, the ravenfolk remained in flight, making lazy, wide circles right above her partner's head. The beautiful thing about telepathy is that you can choose who hears it, and people- even mages- can't listen in on telepathy unless they are actively seeking to do so. Considering the circumstances, Myra felt it perfectly safe. "I'm going to cast some spells on us," Myra thought to Thunderpaw, "Bohw said something about you guys turning Ethereal, so I'm going to try and take care of that now."
Hovering in front of Thunderpaw, Myra flapped her wings in his direction, as ashen tendrils of smoke pushed out from her feathers. Even thought it was mid-air, and looked just like smoke, it somehow seemed heavy and unmovable. The smoke floated to Thunderpaw, and clung well to his person. "This magical smoke should keep your body and soul bound to this world and dimension. This spell is meant to last a good, long time, but since it'll be in a battle, it might fade mid-battle. So let's see how this works out!"