Sorcerer's Destruction

[Kauria]

Haleth paused, but took another step forward. "So then you're not human. Who's Shiran? A friend of yours?" The sorcerer raised an eyebrow and moved closer again. "Your father, perhaps?"

[Morty]

"What's it to you?" Nive cried, barely restraining herself from lunging at him. "Get out! It's our buisness, not yours!" she growled, her arms and shoulders glowing with imminent heat.

[Kauria]

Haleth stopped and gave a sliver of a smile. "I think it is my business," he said softly, eyes tracing the dangerous glow of fire magic.
Beautiful, if unrefined.
He folded his hands into the pockets of his coat. "But if you insist." Haleth spun on his heel and strode to the mouth of the cave, where he turned again to face the pair. "This Shiran . . . wouldn't happen to be a dragon, by any chance?" The warlock flashed a grin. "Good luck." He spread his arms and fell backwards into the wind.

[Nohiki]

"It's good to know somebody cares." smiled Phoenicia and sent her over a memory fragment of all the various plans how to blow the wizards up. (OOC: Yeah, i'm lazy, i know.) "How does it look like here? Do we have enough wizard fodder soldiers to make the plan happen?" she said with a ';P' face.

[Morty]

Nive started at the mention of the dragon. "Wait!" she barked, dashing to the edge of the cliff, but Haleth was already gone. She let loose a shriek of rage, gloved hands blazing. "Fine, leave! We'll find him, just watch!" she yelled into the storm, stomping back into the cave. She sank to the floor miserably, arms folded. "Now what?" she muttered petulantly, glowering.

[darkdragon]

Shyla started at the mention of Shiran being a dragon. How had he guessed? Did this man know more about the dragon who had raised her? "Wait!" she cried, running to the edge of the cave mouth along with Nive, only to see that Haleth was gone, disappeared into the furious blizzard blowing outside. "Fine, leave! We'll find him, just watch!" Nive yelled into the storm, stomping back into the cave, obviously angry. Shyla couldn't blame her sister. She also felt like killing something, ripping anything apart in her anger. Nive sank to the floor miserably, arms folded. "Now what?" Nive muttered petulantly, glowering. Shyla rocked on her knees for a few moments, and then made a decision. "We'll go to the place the map indicated, and search for Shiran there. And if I see Haleth again, Satan knows I'll beat the c*** out of him, Nive. Let's get moving soon." Shyla said, her eyes narrowing.

[Morty]

"Right." said Nive, yawning. "Can we go in the morning though? I'll even take first watch." she said, casting a wary glance at the mouth of the cave, hugging her knees closer to her chest. "I don't think that's the last we'll see of that guy. Did you see the way he was staring? He was probably a demon hunter or something." she muttered, disturbed.

[darkdragon]

"I doubt that, but it may be possible. We don't know that guy, and personally I doubt we can trust him at all." Shyla said quietly, mulling the matter over. Then she also yawned, and settled against the hard-packed snow. It felt warm and comfortable inside the cave, even though the storm raged outside. "Well, I'm going to sleep, Nive." Shyla muttered, letting out a large yawn. "Good night."

[Morty]

"'Night." returned Nive, scooting closer to the mouth of the cave, her back to the chilly granite wall. A tiny orb of fire appeared in her hand. She let it wander from one hand to the other, as if playing with a insect. Her mind wandered off aswell as she waited for her shift to be over, reminiscing on all they had been through since Shiran's capture and the journey it entailed.

((How long do you think they've been travelling for? Have we already decided?))

[Kauria]

Haleth landed less-than-gracefully, scrambling to his feet beside the post just as his replacement arrived. He gave a nod and exchanged places with the wizard. "Nothing seems to be awry," he reported, then started off on his return trip back down the rows of tents.

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Shya smiled slightly. "Looks good to me. To be honest, I just like the feeling of having some sort of plan. You've already got dragons up there, right?"

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Haleth strolled along the length of the camp, his hands folded into the pockets of his light coat. Morning didn't seem all that different up here.
Just a grayer sort of cold.
He lifted his head and shook his shoulders, the flicker of a smile thawing on his face.
"Minara!" he shouted cheerfully. "Oh Minaraaa!" When no response came, he sighed and left a message with one of the garudas who tended to the sector's mounts.
"Ask her if she remembers the dragon named Shiran. Water or something. We've got someone looking for him."

[Awesomoman]

"*Sigh* How many times do i have to explain this to you? You take a cup of this, add some of this." Gorn was grabbing the ingredients and throwing them in. "Add some water and then let it sit in the shade so it doesn't explode when its ready. I hope you were paying attention."

[Morty]

"Found it!' said Iskander, emerging from the pile of matierals, brandishing the recipe. "Oh-- never mind. That looks right." he said, examining the mixture. "It's ok, it takes a very strong light for it to actually go off. Let's just not put it near any firecrackers." he joked. "Speaking of that, I hope you remember how to make your explosives, you will need much more than a few bottles of this liquid stuff to take out the whole base." he added doubtfully, stirring the mixture.

[Awesomoman]

"If you have a recipe i suggest you keep it with you at all times. If someone were to find this they would have a very dangerous weapon on their hands. Now TO BOMB MAKING!" He said in a dramatic voice while pointing in a random direction. Then he actually went off to make some.

[Morty]

"Hey, wait for me! Watch this potion, ok, uncle?" called Iskander, running after Gorn.

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The room was dark, the only light being a smoky brazier hanging down from the ceiling. The peat in the brazier smouldered and cracked as a smoky figure broke free of it, pouring from the brazier to the floor. Asmodeus coughed and dragged his smoky figure together before clearing his throat pointedly. "Hello? Master? Oh masteeer, I have some news for you~" he called, his glowing ember eyes searching the dark.

[Awesomoman]

"Right here." Dagon said from his desk. "I Suppose you have some news. Tell me, what are the pathetic dragons trying now? And i hope its not another attempt to spy on us, i hate sending people to fake camps and covering the real one with blizzards."