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The Witch Hunt

Kama was suddenly mute, unable to speak to even voice a sound. He wasn't what most would call a mage, while he had magical capabilities, he was no more than an criminal with knowledge of magi. His power was quite strong, along with his physical and mental parameters. Though, the magic he could feel oozing out of the woman was far beyond he could ever hope of achieving and if she wanted them to come along than by all means they would. "How could I be so foolish" Was a thought rambling around in his head, reminiscing at the time earlier where he ignored the magical call.

"For the record my lady, I wanted to come, my dad thought best to rest and eat" She informed, looking back at him with a look of distrust on her face, as if he had conjured the monster to kill her or something. Kama didn't have time for justification, he too stepped into the portal, fearful and curious of what was on the other side. Could she be a bounty hunter on the hunt for their head, with a full brigade of archers in trees waiting outside the portal for them. Could she be a dark witch with a litter of powerful spirits to feed and the two being the main course meal? Regardless if death was emanate on both sides, he would die peacefully knowing he could do so with the trust in someone other than himself, someone much more powerful than himself.

"Please watch over us Mother" He whispered, before planning into the portal.

The Witch Hunt

Sorry for the short post, just wanted to hurry it off before I slow stuff down.

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"What in the gods name" Kama uttered, observing the monstrosities conjured up at the rally of paladins. The two sides fought strongly, though eventually the dead remained so, for the sake of the two they scurried away before they could join them. Kama had managed to get enough details on their plan, he was a fool for not listening to the voice when he had heard it in the forest. Tosama nudged on his arm as he dazed, staring blank at a wall trying to process all the information he had gather. Things didn't look good for anyone right now, but what he had just concluded was a blessing and his will both at the same time.

"The war is about to begin" He uttered in a dead, emotionless tone.

"Whaa, what? what do you mean?" Tosama questioned, stepping back with her satchel in hand.

"We need to leave now, should have listen to you and im sorry, I mean we are leaving right now" He reiterated, peaking around the sharp corner before starting his quick walk for the gate and out of ground zero.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

I might have to change my name, Rob and Roban keep getting mixed up.

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

Esmethe, Robb is playing cards with the guildmaster.

Doctor Roban is just chilling on the side lol

Finders Keepers: Band of Thieves

"Perhaps I need to put this experiment off" Roban thought, fooling around in his cabinets until he came across a furiously foul smelling odor emitting from a small vial, capped and sealed in some sort of wrap. After staring at it in confusion, he was struck by a sudden epiphany. His lack of sleep has clouded his long term memory, for he had created a elixir just for his cancelation of his research. It was composed of multiple stomach acids from the most piousness of reptiles. While the stomach glands themselves aren't poisons, they have a natural antioxidant that can help with sleep deprivation, often used to keep the prey from falling asleep while in the stomachs of the predators.

"No, no that doesn't make sense, its not true" Roban yelled.

He went to plucking the cork off the top of the vial and dousing his hair in the fluids, the smell was heavily repulsive. His nose hairs shivered in the grotesque presence of the smell. His fingers grew numb and his craving for tea quickly faded to a craving for the practice of hygiene. For who in the damned world could wish upon such a repulsive smell on someone, forget lack of sleep, he had no hopes of ever going back to sleep after smelling what he just smelled. "Forgive me lord for I have sinned, I have dabbled in the science and went directly against your laws. I have stolen, assaulted and" Roban paused, his entire body stiff from the chemical sapping into his scalp like a intruding virus. His urge to bite his hand off slowly dissipated and he quickly recollected an important task handed down to him by the good ol cap.

"Oh my, I should be meeting with the group" Dr recalled, dousing his head in a more pleasant smelling liquid, cancelling out the smell of the other, leaving his scalp smelling like a newborn puppy. With that epidemic out of the way the Doctor set off for the group, with his tea in hand and a very strong smile.

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"Sulfur"
"Carbon, yes wait, no no no" Roban mumbled, catching the flask before it could tip its contents into what he called "The Magic Machine". What he was brewing up smelled of slight musk, and left him slightly drowsy. His workplace was fairly roomy, he could stretch his legs, move around on a chair baring four wheels at the bottom allowing for easy mobility all from the comfort of a seated position. After placing the Carbon flask back in its cabinet with all the other natural ingredients, he took a long slurp from his tea, iced of course. Working day and night has some effects on the human mind, one of them happens to be the urge to bite your hands or inflict self harm. This little experiment he was working on was all for a new brew he was fixing up.

"What if you could create a combination of ingredients from nature, so potent artificially of course, that they could force the mind to relapse then overlap its perception of time, much worse then knockout and much harder to diagnose. The subject would be a gold mine to pick, yes yes that would very very good." Roban went on, rambling on to himself, sniffing the flasks in his cabinet, hoping to find the correct one. "Note to self, write names of ingredients for better sorting." Roban spoke, to himself of course, all while working in an highly fumigated room. Dr. Roban was a man of science, numbers and probability didn't concern him, he was a man who based success off of trial and error, if something failed twice in his experiment, he would put all his effort on the third, if that failed it was scraped and reanalyzed.

"That wouldn't be potent enough, plus the effects on someone's mind could be completely adverse and leave them.....next"

"I need tea!" he yelled, kicking his desk before proceeding to bite on his hand.

"Tea! not coffee!" Roban roared at one of his flasks, which consisted on nothing.

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Id vote no, unless the numbers dwindle lower than they are now. This rp is moving at a snails pace as it is, adding more people will slow it down, which could lead to lack of interest.

My opinion

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sad it is....

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Okie dokie