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Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Ezekiel Kel

Location:Dining Pavilion -- Camp Half-Blood

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Ezekiel heard, rather than saw Marygold stand up. He looked back at her and couldn’t quite decide if he was happy she was coming or annoyed. She smelled like strawberries. All. The. Time. He was already getting a headache. He blew out a breath and looked back at Chiron, waiting for a third to volunteer when Kristen spoke up. He grinned but it disappeared when she pointed out he was the first to volunteer and now in charge. It felt like deja-vu all over again and Ezekiel wasn’t sure how he felt about that after the first time.
”Well, stand up and collect your prize,” he said. It would be nice to have someone he had worked with and who knew how he worked as well. Traditionally it was only three who went on a quest, anymore than that then it would get overwhelming to work with so many and the monsters would have a hay-day with so many demi-gods in one place. Not to mention the fact that they were going to rescue demi-gods in the first place but maybe speed would be what they needed.
"Leda, you want in? You can't throw food though, unless we need the distraction."

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizard Tower
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Cuyler couldn’t help the brilliant smile that crossed his face. He had always thought he was the only one who had survived. Years and years of roaming alone led him to that conclusion. He looked her over, needing to confirm it was her. Her eyes were the same, facial expressions all in tact but her beauty and that belly was most definitely not her. How far they both had come.
”For years I thought I was the only one left and yet here you stand, destined to marry one of the four and carrying his child!” He shook his head in astonishment. He would have liked to hug her but the belly was a bigger obstruction than one would think.
Halley’s voice went up and Cuyler turned his head back to listen to her taunt him. All he did was offer help, which apparently coming from someone who was less than her was a laughable manner. Cuyler was not a child and did not appreciate being treated as such and did not want to stand by while others fought his battles. Perhaps he shared that in common with Ravyndra, who had been the one to tame the Hulk.
Both he and her had been helpless when their village was ransacked and destroyed beyond repair. They would not be helpless no more. Cuyler’s hands shook as he watched Halley smirk before walking away. He turned back to Myth, a confusing combination of joy and anger working its way through his body as questions filled his head on where she had been all these years when an unmissable puddle formed under her. It seemed her water had broke. All questions flew from his head as he simply stared. Childbirth was not something taught to the men of his land.

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Amarantha

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizards Tower
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The royal family of the Castle was an infuriating one. Some people thought bravery was an admirable thing. One to cherish and be proud of having but it was stupidity in its purest form in Amarantha’s opinion. Still, she was also in a position to protect and be subservient. At least in public.
Lennox came back with clothes in tow but the big green man was now covered. Once he handed the clothing over to the man, he returned to his former position where Amarantha nodded at him and Titan who fell into step behind the royals, rather than in front of.
”Merely a precaution. In past experience, the initial wave of fighting is never the only,” she said. She took the sword back from Titan before she turned to take in the whole of the room again.
She met Luna’s eyes for the briefest of moments. She had a feeling her friend would rather leave this place but Luna was loyal and loved her family. She wouldn’t leave them if they didn’t leave. Luna moved around and approached Antonije who was holding a puppy who wasn’t supposed to be. Amused, Amarantha watched as Valda approached to offer assistance that Luna already volunteered her for. Amarantha had taken a step forward to express caution, the Sickenesse after all but Valada already cast her spell and Sylvi stood in front of them once again. The Queen seemed stable, better even than she had at the beginning of the day. Amarantha turned her head, curious as to what had happened to suddenly make the apparent Sickenesse disappear.
”If you drop dead on me, I will not be held responsible,” she said but was smiling. If one thing was going to go right today, let it be the sudden eradication of the Sickenesse.
Amarantha looked about the room, searching out the ExtraOrdinary Wizard who she for sure thought would come out of the shadows announcing she had done it, found the cure and dispatched the Darkeness but when her eyes reached the doors to see the Floor, shining its brilliantly boring words, her thoughts faltered. There was no time for morning though, for the bride-to-be’s water had just broken. Oddly, Amarantha’s mind shifted to Dawn and the unique circumstances she had been born into.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: Outside Wizard Tower
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Talking was difficult for Ahote and at this point it was taking everything in him just to remain breathing.
”Fight….angry...thrown.” Was all he managed to speak to the pair who had come upon him. He would be able to tell them exactly what happened though after the girl healed him by the works of some healing clock. Ahote didn’t take the time to dwell as he felt the power of her and his finish healing him whole. He took a moment before he shifted and stood on his feet. His body popped and cracked in response but it was all with relief and he sighed gratefully.
”Thank-you,” he expressed with a brilliant smile. He looked at his wolf companion who had moved off a few feet and simply watched them before her ears twitched and she looked back up at the top of the tower where the Ahote sized hole was. Ahote looked back at his new companions.
”There was a fight within the tower. Someone named Chthon, lord of Chaos I believe they said, attacked and a few new and old companions of mine were trying to stop him.”
There was another loud crash and they all looked up to see another man being thrown from the building much in the same way Ahote had been. He saw that it was Grimspound and moved to get ready to catch his friend when his rate of descent slowed rapidly but not enough to spare him from some injury when he hit the ground. Ahote looked at him with a slight chuckle.
”You should have waited for me to return to tell you that flying, is not everything it is cracked up to be,” he joked. He walked over and looked down at Grimspound as he relayed his tale. ”I suggest you choose your words carefully from now on.”

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: Operating Theater -- First Sub-Basement
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Once Beast addressed Antoinette and Mira, she relaxed a bit and the rest of the room came into focus. Richard was here, as was Dean, and a woman but she wasn’t quite a woman was she? Due to Antoinette having been focused on Beast when she entered the operating theater, she heard his explanation as to who this woman was. The Danger Room was real? Well, as real as the woman made of wires could be. How fascinating this place truly was.
Antoinette was looking at the woman dreamily as she left when Beast addressed her specifically. He led her over to a bed without much protesting from her and sat down. He was gentle as he fixed her injuries and she smiled up at the gentle giant. He honestly was a big, blue teddy bear and full of such knowledge.
”I could feel it. The otherness of those who were affected. I’m not sure if it just wanted to stir up tensions or if it was searching for something,” Antoinette mused. She thought over her theory as Beast walked away, going to check on Richard and Dean. There seemed to be a lot of blood around them but there was a lot of blood all over this room.
Antoinette looked around, feeling she should go back upstairs to check on Carolina but Storm had her. Her eyes landed on a very still, very pale figure and her eyes widened. She got off her bed, ignoring Beast’s earlier words to rest and walked over to Lance. He was still breathing thankfully but it was sparse. She examined his head injury and the blood loss and frowned. Why wasn’t he getting a blood transfusion? All the equipment for it was around him. Vaguely, Antoinette remembered when Beast did the check up on her when she first arrived to the mansion and had her blood taken. She wasn’t a universal donor but she had a pretty common blood type that did work for most people, perhaps it would work for Lance.
”Beast, what is Lance’s blood type? Perhaps we can use me?” She moved her arm, exposing the soft side where all the veins were easily seen. She pulled her eyes from Lance and looked at Beast. ”You see, we have a movie date and I would very much like to go.”

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Ezekiel Kel

Location:Dining Pavilion -- Camp Half-Blood

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Ezekiel grumbled to himself with Kristin’s comeback. One time. You trip over air one time and you never hear the end of it. Come to think of it, it probably wasn’t air at all. Damned Leda.
He moved to stand from his seat when Chiron addressed the whole pavilion. Silence fell over the students as he spoke and Ezekiel readjusted to look at the head table and listened to the man speak. A school full of monsters. Four demi-gods in one place. That was rare. Hmm. Ezekiel leaned back and looked at Bryan with the mention of volunteers. He wouldn’t be surprised if he jumped at the occasion but he looked back at Kristin and waited.
”Well go on Athena’s chosen, up you go,” he pushed her with a smirk.
Ezekiel looked from Kristin’s blonde hair to the three empty tables. They hadn’t had any of the big three in a long while. He supposed that was a good thing for the rest of them. They had a chance finally be seen, to prove themselves just as good. Ezekiel shifted, feeling the sun hit his back and fill him. Before he knew it, he was standing, volunteering himself for an adventure, rather than being told.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizard Tower -- E6
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Cuyler glared back at his sort of cousin. Maybe he was sticking his nose where is didn’t belong, he had been doing that a lot lately but Cuyler felt like he could do something here. He was about to show her exactly what he could do when a swarm of flying puppies entered the room and went straight to the Hulk who seemed placated enough to shrink down to his regular human form.
Hands shaking, Cuyler worked to calm himself down when Richard came over and chided Halley along with Cuyler. That seemed to do the trick though and snap Cuyler out of his own self-righteous mind. He looked at Halley, knowing he should apologize but he turned away from her and the naked man to look at the altar and who summoned the dogs. Singing, he had heard singing before the dogs showed up and it was feminine. He didn’t know any of the four to sing so that only left a couple of people. Cuylers’ eyes finally rested on the bride and his eyes widened.
”Ravyndra? Is that you?” He took a step towards Myth, knowing her by the former name from days of past when they had grown up together in a sense.

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Amarantha

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizards Tower -- C7
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Luckily, Myrus, the Queen nor Amarantha had to take any action for as ready as Amarantha was to defend, the situation was diffused downstairs. The puppies were an adorable sight, even Amarantha’s heart stirred as she saw the cute things flutter around the green monsters' head until he started to shrink to his former self. Slowly, Amarantha’s eyes dropped to inspect the man, getting a nice view before he moved and tried to block himself.
”At least this wasn’t a complete bust then,” she said to no one in particular before handing Titan her sword.
”Prince Myrus, how are you fairing? I do suggest returning to the Castle,” she said looking at Luna then Valda before looking back at Myrus.
There was still something in this tower. The source of that dark energy that caused so many of the special guests to disappear. The threat was still strong but the immediate threat had been dealt with. It was time to get to safety. The main priority still, was the royals safety. It seemed the guests in this room were more than capable of defending themselves so she no longer had concern for them. Amarantha turned around to address the royal family as a whole.
Lennox sheathed his sword and hurried off to find clothes for the naked man at the Prince’s request. Hoping that his task would be easy was short lived and Lennox did not return quickly with clothes for the naked man.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: Outside Wizard Tower
Skills: Enhanced Human Condition

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Ahote saw the dog, despite the limited lighting with the sun having gone completely down. As it came closer though he realized it was a wolf and wondered if this was going to be the end for him now. The wolf however, simply sat down beside him and monitored the night around them, seeming to be guarding Ahote. He relaxed and let out a noise of pain. He blinked several times, watching the stars and tried to focus on his breathing rather than the numbing pain he could feel over his entire body. On occasion he would get shocks through his body that caused him to grit his teeth or let out another sound of pain and discomfort.
The wolf shifted beside him, growling and lowered its ears to an incoming threat. Ahote simply shut his eyes, not wanting to see who or what was coming for him now. He only prayed that his friends were faring better than he was.
Thia scented the air at the incoming intruders and relaxed as she smelt something familiar. It was a scent that reminded her of Cuyler and Ayra so she ceased her growling but didn’t move away from the man she was guarding. There were other scents with this familiar one and she was unsure of them.
Ahote opened his eyes again when the wolf quit growling, apparently realizing it was no threat. The few stars blotted out as someone, a boy by the shape of him, leaned over and looked down at Ahote. He merely blinked at the boy, not willing to try speaking in this state.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: Formal Sitting Room ---> Parlor Room ---> Elevator ---> Operating Theater -- First Sub-Basement
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There was so much chaos in this room, it was starting to hurt Antoinette’s head but she wouldn’t leave with some sort of help. Storm was still very much in control and took over the situation. She dispersed the tornado that Sara had commanded only seconds before but it sent Antoinette back into the parlor, thankfully she remained mostly unharmed. She struggled to get to her feet, a bit disoriented from the throw but she didn’t have to lay there for long. Storm came in, with Mira in tow and gave Antoinette several instructions with the promise of getting Carolina help.
The petite girl relaxed and nodded, she put Mira’s arm over her shoulders and helped her to the elevator. Antoinette was grateful for Storm’s assistance though as she was still a bit disoriented from the throw.
”Here, hold onto this for a moment,” Antoinette said as she propped Mira against the wall of the elevator in order to find the right button on the panel inside the elevator. Her hands were a bit shaky as she pushed the button to the first sub-basement. Within seconds the elevator doors were opening again and Antoinette gathered Mira back up and into the fray of what was the sub-basement.
She looked around, trying to remember where the operating theater was. Luckily, she heard voices and there was a trail of blood leading her where she needed to go. Antoinette swallowed and hefted Mira up and down the hallway into the room. She immediately saw Beast, everyone else kind of a blur at the moment.
”We could use some assistance,” she spoke tentatively.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Ezekiel Kel

Location:Dining Pavilion -- Camp Half-Blood

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Ezekiel ignored Kristen’s comment about his weight in dolphin form. It was a joke, Ezekiel knew that and anyone who had been listening knew that but he was going to be a little petty about it because, why not. He shifted in his seat, sitting a little taller to show off his not overweight form.
He listened to the idle chatter at his table about the game later on. Perhaps they would have a chance at winning, maybe he would have fun tonight. Maybe he’d let himself have fun.
Ezekiel turned his head back to Kristen when she asked if he wanted to train with her. He rose an eyebrow at her, his eyes sparkling with the idea of it.
”Why? So you can hand my ass to me multiple times?” Of course Ezekiel would train with her though. She wouldn’t take it easy on him, not for one minute and she would give him helpful pointers on it. At least until his name calling got too far out of hand and she would jump down his throat. He always seemed to push things just over the edge when there was absolute no reason for it. Oh well.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizard Tower - E6
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Cuyler didn’t get a chance to protest against Halley’s denial of his help. An errieness settled over the great hall and Cuyler looked around, seeing an inky blackness seem to come from the ceiling and slide down the walls and around all of them. Within one blink many of the people in the hall disappeared. Including all of the Asgardian gods on the right side of the aisle. It didn’t end there. After the gods disappeared, there came the sudden appearance of a giant green monster and Cuyler’s eyes widened. Legends and well, truth if Cuyler believed everything of his culture but he never thought… never. The Hulk grabbed the crown prince of the Castle and retreated, strangling the life from the boy.
He looked back at Halley, hearing her whispered comment of the Four’s power being gone. Cuyler was fearful for them all but he couldn't let the fear and shock stop him. He was no stranger to battle or defending and he had an excellent constitution but he wasn’t stupid enough to be completely fearless.
”Seems you could use my help now,” he said.

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Amarantha

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizards Tower - F4 ---> C7
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Amarantha didn’t have time to ask the gods the many questions she had. The Darke energy swept over the room, not the typical she was used to and took with it half the guests. She swirled around, her people needing no other signal than the gods disappearing to unsheath their swords and look around, ready to take on the threat. Except there was nothing to fight. Amarantha narrowed her eyes, frustrated by the lack of objects to hit until one man stumbled forward and changed into something rather large and rather green. Amarantha couldn’t put into words what she saw. Her training didn’t cover large green beasts. Sure there were trolls and other such creatures but they were slow and easy to dispatch. This creature, did not seem to be that way as it grabbed up Mryus and clamped his hand around his neck.
Amarantha’s eyes shot to Lennox and Titan who moved with precision in front of the remaining royals.
”Get Princess Luna to safety,” she said. She had a feeling that the Queen would be useful in this situation. She looked over to a guard who tossed her a sword and Amarantha approached the Queen, twirling the sword once, twice while she surveyed the creature.
”A distraction, we need a distraction,” she told the Queen. Whether she provided or Amarantha did, it needed to happen.
However, it seemed the four had a plan of their own and one particular didn’t need her fancy power as they went after the hulk of a man. Between a few of them they got the creature to release Myrus. Valda hurried forward and pulled Myrus back. Titan, Lennox and Amarantha moved in front of the three royals, ready to defend.
”Prince Myrus, are you well enough?” She wasn’t entirely sure if he hit his head or damaged anything on that fall but if he had it in him, they could use a little blasting power. If only Antonije had those bombs for Amarantha ready.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: Wizards Tower -- The 20th Floor -- B3
Skills: Enhanced Human Condition

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Arnora stepped up with Ahote, moving to try and take out Rhys as well. She watched as she tried to work her ice as she did before but nothing came from it. He smiled a little but shook his head.
”Try again,” he encouraged her. Not everything worked on the first try and although they were in a battle, everything could be used as a learning experience.
Ahote looked forward again, ready to try something for himself when Runa made a moved. It didn’t stop the man from making his own and the girl surrounded in purple disappeared. Ahote’s eyes widened as she completely vanished. He had never seen such a thing before. Her aura lingered behind and Ahote hoped she wasn’t too far and would be alright.
He focused back on the man and charged forward. Ahote’s hands moved to wrap around the man’s neck but he didn’t get close enough. Cthon blasted him back, sending him through every wall until Ahote was outside and free falling from twenty floors up. When he landed on the ground he lost his breath and was overtaken with immense pain until his body went completely numb. Ahote coughed and tears of pain filled his eyes. The only reason he was still breathing was because his enhanced condition was helping him heal and keeping him breathing.

Thia was in the shadows of a building, watching Wizard Tower silently. Her keen ears picked up on most of the noise coming from inside. Although she didn’t know exactly what they were saying, she knew something was up.
She heard the crash from the twentieth floor and watched Ahote fall from the massive height until he hit the ground. Rising from her seated position, Thia padded over to the man and sat beside him. He was in poor condition but Thia’s nose tingled from an air of Magyk although different from this land but it told her that he would be okay. So Thia sat with him, keeping guard over him.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Antoinette McCarthy

Location: The Kitchen -- First Floor
Skills: Enhanced Intuition

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Several things happened that turned Antoinette’s normally calm demeanor into something more aggressive. Her friend was thrown against the wall, twice. On the second time her impact was followed with the most horrid sound she could only compare to as the gunshot over the phone she heard years ago. Bethany’s laugh, Carolina’s screams and then Bethany’s words of her saying her friend was probably dead.
Both of Antoinette’s eyes flashed fiercely and she ran from the kitchen into the formal sitting room. Sure, this was the source of more commotion but there were people here and if they wouldn’t help her, at the very least she could get them to go after Bethany since Carolina was indisposed. She would get her friend help, she would do everything to save her. The only problem was, the room she was now in was experiencing a rather phenomenal weather system.
Rain, on top of everything, it was raining. That was a bad sign. However, it wasn’t all bad. Antoinette’s blue eye glowed brighter as her intuition sleuthed out who wasn’t in their right mind, as with Bethany. She looked to Storm, who along with Mira, made the 'normal' cut.
”Please! Carolina, she hit her head badly. She's unconscious and there's a lot of blood.”
Tears were already falling down her face as she tried to get these people to help her. Antoinette looked around the room, ready to bolt again, to find whoever she could to help Carolina.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Cuyler Eysteinsson

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizard Tower
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Cuyler didn’t feel like it was nothing to worry about. Everyone in this room was becoming on edge. Even the bride was now in the room conversing with her betrothed and some of the gods kept leaving to go and deal with what was going on somewhere else in this tower. Cuyler eyed Halley, weighing her words before speaking.
”Its healthy to worry a little bit. Besides, if I can help I would like to try,” he said. His mother came over then, telling him to relax before she left. Needing to speak with Runa it seemed.
He frowned, watching her go. They had yet to talk about his breakup and noting the way Klara looked, it did indeed seem that the break-up was taking a toll on his mother.
Cuyler didn’t move though and looked back at Halley. They were family in some weird way now and family helped family. He wasn’t going anywhere.

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Amarantha

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Location: Great Hall -- Wizards Tower
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There was much happening in this room and Amarantha was having difficulty dividing her attention. She left the royal’s conversation behind her. Their guards were looking after them so she would focus ahead. Navi’s comment however made her pause and she nearly choked with how forward the small child was. No wonder her parent’s always left her to her own devices. How did you rein in a child like her?
”She has heard quite the tale about you and the man you killed here when you first appeared. I believe she means it as a compliment,” Amarantha said and gave Navi a pointed look.
She watched the bride rush in. Well, as rushed as a overly pregnant woman could and then she watched a few more people leave the room. Gods. She was surrounded by gods who were more powerful than her very human army. Still, Amarantha didn’t like other people doing the work for her.
Amarantha stood and made her way to the altar, so as to inquire on the safety this attack would have on the royals and on Wizard Tower. The ExtraOrdinary Wizard was nowhere to be seen so Amarantha assumed she was also dealing with the threat.

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Ahote Proudstar

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Location: Wizards Tower -- The 20th Floor -- B1.5 ---> B3
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Ahote’s eyes widened as the ExtraOrdinary Wizard took the direct it from the man in front of Grimspound. She merely stumbled back before she threw her own power at him. The purple aura around her seemed to strengthen from the Magyk used. Each person in this room seemed to be rather powerful and it all impressed Ahote, this land of Madyk. His totem continued to warm the skin on his chest as he stalked forward. So vocal chords needed to be damaged or, breathing cut off to some degree. If the body was damaged or killed the host would simply leave. All this Ahote gathered from the many participants in the room.
Ahote stopped and jumped back when the big, green man started throwing the man who was the source of all this discord around and around the room. While that was happening, he grabbed onto Grimspound’s shoulders and pulled the man back before he took his companion’s place. He wasn’t sure what he would be able to do to this man but for now he would act as an immovable wall. If he had the chance to secure his hands around the man's neck he would and squeeze until his vocal chords were damaged beyond repair.