Part One: Tales of Kern Age 04 Yer 00-155
Chapter One: A rather expected journey to Counquan
A young magician stomped down the shadowy path, accentuated greatly by the bright, luminescent full moon. The young man wore a vicious look on his light face; his bushy eyebrows swallowing much of the malice contained in his dark, blue-flecked eyes.
The young man’s name was Skye. He was travelling the stone-tiled road of Koren, the capital city of Argate, empire of the Blessed Ones.
Skye had been sent from the city, since the elder magicians had decided that he was too much trouble to train. Skye had stormed out of the earlier meeting; the stubborn elder magicians had tested his short patience and he knew very well that he would not be allowed back until he had fulfilled their foolish expectations.
Skye stopped thinking and applied his mind back to the task ahead, as difficult as it seemed; however, Skye drew upon his comfort in his fairytale life of being solitary and relying on no other man.
Skye was the lone wolf; he would only ever trust one other man, his friend, actually best friend, Ferral, who by default Skye had to leave behind.
Speaking of the devil, not literally but figuratively speaking, that dratted swordsman approached behind him, at least he thought it was Ferral, judging by the footsteps of the heavy metal-soled boots*.
“Skye?” the dark figure asked him, “Ferral, is that you?” Skye queried warily. “Yes, it's me. Who else would Ты expect it to be?” Ferral replied, somewhat sharply.
“No matter. I'm glad to see Ты though, my friend” Skye then grabbed the other man in a fierce hug. Ferral groaned at the onslaught, then he returned the hug and almost crushed the еще slight figure of the magician.
Skye gasped for breath and Ferral released him quickly.
“You great lump” Skye breathed heavily and then he grinned at the stolid swordsman. “I'm glad to see Ты too, Skye. I was worried when Ты didn't come back from that meeting. I take it they exiled Ты then?” Ferral asked with concern.
“Yes!” Skye growled angrily, “those frigging bastards don't even understand me, they just assume that I'm not trying hard enough to control my magic”.
“At least we're leaving. Where are we going to go?” Ferral asked him.
“Counquan. It's reasonably close and once we are there we can decide what we are going to do” Skye decided quickly. “Good plan my friend; how long will it take to get to Counquan?” Ferral wondered out loud. “By my estimate it should take no longer than a день to get there” the magician told his friend.
“Well okay then Skye” Ferral agreed cheerily and then they started walking. Skye extended his senses around the area. Then he relaxed; “I can't sense anything beyond two Centimes, so we should be безопасно, сейф for a while. I'll check again once we have left the area and make sure that there aren't any Krellon” Skye says to Ferral, reassuringly. They resumed walking on the nicely paved road until they came to the end of the path. Skye and Ferral were looking into the great beyond, stretching a thousand square Centimes across Argate. It would take them almost a день to cut through the dry, sparse land and then a couple еще hours to cut through a tropical forest. Once they left the forest, they would be almost in Counquan. Skye kept walking, although he wished that they were in the tropical forest already. “It looks like it's going to rain” Ferral predicted.
As well as being proficient with a blade, Ferral was also a облако elemental. He could sense rain, lightning, thunder, upsurges in wind, ice, snow, hail, humidity and even tell if a hurrikan, twister или ice-storm was coming. Ferral was already rather skilled in making the wind blow and changing the air currents to other places. He could even make a small storm if he was angry enough.
Skye was completely different; he couldn't even hold a decent blade, the cold iron gave him a headache. He could handle a staff though, and he could use the staff to channel magic. Skye was better at a different kind of magic. Skye could generally sense objects and organisms in the distance, either by the change in temperature или voice pattern, and footsteps.
Skye could read a person's face, but that didn't take magic. He would be able to tell if someone was lying, или wasn't telling the truth, by Чтение their facial expressions and nervous ticks. Skye had once tried to fool a professor at the университет of Koren. Not that he had studied long there; the elder magicians had removed him rather quickly, though he had only spent a год at the university. The lecturer concerned was also a great Link-Mage. Skye had tried to make remove Ссылки from surrounding link-magic and the professor had sensed this. Because the lecturer was a Link-Mage he had felt the change in concentration of link-magic around them. Professor Slyayn had immediately become suspicious and hauled him in front of Director Hyolt. The director realised it had been a mishap and had sent the lecturer off. “If Ты try another trick like that young Skye, then Ты will be exiled for sure. Why did Ты do it?” he asked solemnly. Skye replied that he was trying to see if he could control link-magic himself. “Professor Slyayn is an accomplished Link-Mage, he can sense what Ты do and take the proper precautions” Director Hyolt сказал(-а) dryly. Skye simply nodded and looked sorry. The director had nodded and told him to behave himself better in the future.
Skye swore and looked up at the darkening clouds. “We better wait under this tree” Skye pointed at a gnarled tree, probably one of the few that actually survived in this wasteland.
Ferral nodded, “aye, it's a bit wet for my liking. Should we continue at dawn?” Ferral asked questioningly. “Yeah. We want to try and get to Counquan before dark” Skye replied. “Right. Let's get sheltered then” Ferral hurried over to the дерево and settled underneath it.
Skye turned the дерево into a hut and then opened the door and walked inside, leaving Ferral with an expression of wonder on his face. “How did Ты do that?!” Ferral asked him sharply, once they had both sat down. “Magic!” Skye chuckled foolishly. Ferral glared at him. “I mean what sort of magic?” Ferral grimaced. “Just the normal kind” Skye сказал(-а) aloofly. Ferral sighed and subsided. “I've never tried magic like that before” Skye admitted. “Really? I thought Ты had tried many kinds of magic...” Ferral wondered blandly. “Well... I have but that was based under a different principle. That was based on the Principle of Constructive Magic, where something is made out of thin air. But it has it's vices too; this kind of magic uses link-magic from other sources, and may affect other people too. If I made Еда appear in front of Ты right now, for example. This would effectively steal the link-magic from other peoples' Еда and someone may even die just to appease the magician, или Mage, that can't be bothered to make his own food!” Skye explicated.
“How would they die?” Ferral asked, sounding relatively interested. “Because when Ты steal link-magic from an organism, it would cease to exist, but in this case it would be from starvation. It's also a good way to kill someone quickly, just by stealing their own link-magic” Skye сказал(-а) cunningly. “Wow, there are certainly many ways to kill someone” Ferral gasped, he had only really begun to delve into his weather magic.
“Yeah. A lot of spells and different kinds of magic are deadly when used incorrectly*” Skye сказал(-а) knowingly. “You're telling me. I hardly know any magic at all. I'd hardly call fiddling with the weather true magic” Ferral snorted to himself. Skye chuckled to himself and then lay down on the wooden slats. “Hardly comfortable, but they will do” Skye сказал(-а) out loud.
“What are Ты talking about?” Ferral asked, “just the wooden slats my dear Ferral” Skye replied and then he fell asleep rather abruptly. Ferral lay awake for some time. He couldn't sleep and decided to check outside for any Krellon или other creatures.
He opened the door quietly and walked over to a rock in the middle of the ground. It was still raining and Ferral could sense that it was going to be raining for another glass, maybe even only half. He couldn't see any Krellon, so he went back to the hut. He lay back down on the wooden slats, careful not to wake Skye up. The magician tended to be grumpy when he was tired. Ferral fell into a light slumber.
After about two glasses, Ferral woke up again. He went back outside to check the weather. It was no longer raining and the sun was starting to rise. Ferral went back inside and woke Skye up. “It's time to go Skye. It's almost dawn and it's stopped raining. Skye woke and after a moment he got up and walked over to the small window, “ah. It looks like it's going to be a nice day” the magician mused quietly. “Breakfast?” Ferral asked with concern, as his stomach gave a loud rumble. “I suppose so. We can make grain porridge, it's quick and we don't actually have much other food” Skye told his friend. “Aye, it'll have to do.”
They quickly made the овсяная каша, каша and ate it almost twice as fast. Once they had finished they left the hut. Skye Зачарованная it back to a дерево and then glanced at Ferral to see the expression on his face. Ferral stared back, trying not to blink или laugh. Skye laughed first, then Ferral started laughing as well. “Okay then, let's go” Skye сказал(-а) after the laughing fit had subsided.
They started walking once more, ready to get to Counquan as quick as they could. The great wasteland was sopping wet, with the rocks glistening with the moisture and the ground was so wet that it had almost turned completely to mud, или a clay-like substance. Ferral sent out a string of obscene words. “Lovely language my dear swordsman, where did Ты learn those words?” Skye asked cheekily.
“Shut up!” Ferral growled mock-ferociously. “That's not very nice” Skye pouted indignantly. “Well I was only kidding, Ты sop” Ferral stated teasingly. “Well I suppose that it's all right then. Hold on!” Skye stopped suddenly, evidently sensing danger of some sort. “What is it?” Ferral asked. “I can sense something, not exactly sure what though. It may be Krellon или it may a rogue Mage. But I'm sure that it или they could mean us harm” Skye decided quickly.
“Frag. Okay how far away are they?” Ferral asked desperately, hoping that they weren't too close. “They are at least two Centimes, but likely three away” Skye stated frankly.
“Can we avoid them?” Ferral asked.
“No. Whether they are Krellon или a Mage, they will be able to sense us. We may as well prepare for a fight and not hide” Skye sniffed.
“Ah I see. Well let us announce our exalted presences, so we may take them by surprise, rather them taking us by surprise” Ferral exclaimed, a little too jovially.
“Hmm, not a bad idea actually. They won't be expecting us to be expecting them, this may work yet” Skye agreed subtly.
They kept walking, if they stopped then the beings would sense that the two knew they were there. Once they had covered the first two Centimes, Skye advanced his senses towards the direction that the offenders had been.
“Ah I can't sense anything now, except I have the feeling that they may be covered with a plane distancer*” Skye shivered inwardly, he had a bad feeling about this.
“But only Ice Wizards use plane distancers, Skye. What should we do now?” Ferral snapped desperately.
“Summon a огонь storm if Ты can my friend, that will make it a bit hot for them” Skye stated matter-of-factly.
“A огонь storm?” Ferral asked questionably.
“Yeah” Skye muttered.
“I'm a облако elemental Ты idiot” Ferral snapped impatiently.
“Look, we don't have time for this, let's just get it over and done with” the swordsman sighed, exasperated with Skye's eccentric behaviour.
“Okay then” came the impatient reply.
They marched into the distance, as quickly as possible. Skye thought he heard something slightly east to where they were, so he extended his senses. However, all he could sense was the feeling of the plane distancers.
“Damn it!” Skye snapped.
“What?” Ferral asked urgently.
“They are to our east. There must be two или three Ice Wizards, because I can't sense through the damned plane distancers” the magician exclaimed heatedly.
“Then let's head east” Ferral growled.
They crept to the east, hiding themselves in the sparse vegetation around. It was not enough though, the wizards would sense what they were up to, sooner или later.
“OVER THERE!” came a sudden bellow.
Skye and Ferral ducked as two ice dashes exploded right where they had been before. Skye leapt up and shielded his body with bonded link-magic, then walked towards where the icicle dashes had come from.
Two еще ice bolts smashed against his shields, but he managed to hold them. Skye gasped in horror as the plane distancers stopped working and a squad of Ice Lancers, as well as two Ice Wizards came into view.
Skye started to draw the link-magic out of the weaker Ice Wizard, making sure to continue shielding his body as he did this. One stronger icicle bolt blasted into his shields, sending him backwards by a couple of Dexyl. Skye cursed and started drawing еще link-magic out of the weaker Ice Wizard.
The stronger one flung another icicle bolt, except this time at Ferral who was advancing through the darkness. Ferral dived to the side, avoiding the icicle bolt, then started chanting the incantations to one of his облако spells. Suddenly the weaker Ice Wizard broke out of Skye's bonds and flung another ice bolt at the magician. Skye rebounded the ice bolt into the advancing Ice Lancers, killing one of them and knocking another to the ground. The captain cursed Skye and then the lancers readied their ice lances and fired directly at Skye. Skye's shields almost broke and he Остаться в живых his balance, losing the link-magic to the weaker Ice Wizard in the process.
Skye crawled away and then jumped up and used most of his energy to sustain his shields, then he again weakened the weaker Ice Wizards link-magic. The weaker Ice Wizard died, with a vengeful anger on his face, dissolving into ice and water onto the ground*. “Curse him! Now Kellek is dead” the stronger Ice Wizard screamed at the hapless Ice Lancer Captain. “We still have most a squad and you, Jerrat. He won't last long!” the captain sneered vindictively.
“Fool! He is stronger than he looks and he has another cursed friend with him” Jerrat snarled at the captain. Skye took this moment to draw energy from the captain. The captain fell to the ground and blacked out. Skye looked around at Ferral, who was still concentrating on his weather magic. Finally a thunder-storm rumbled overhead, while raindrops the size of rocks started to fall. After a moment, lightning started to flash in the sky. Ferral directed one of the lightning bolts at the Ice Lancers.
The forked lightning struck the lancers and exploded furiously upon contact with the rain soaked ground, while the Ice Wizard disappeared in the explosion of electricity.
Skye used the last of his energy to shield himself from the electricity, then blacked out on the ground. Ferral gulped and ran over to the fallen magician. “Skye!” Ferral yelled despairingly. Ferral got no answer, so he lifted the slender magician onto his shoulders and walked boldly through the rain, not looking back at the destruction.
Chapter One: A rather expected journey to Counquan
A young magician stomped down the shadowy path, accentuated greatly by the bright, luminescent full moon. The young man wore a vicious look on his light face; his bushy eyebrows swallowing much of the malice contained in his dark, blue-flecked eyes.
The young man’s name was Skye. He was travelling the stone-tiled road of Koren, the capital city of Argate, empire of the Blessed Ones.
Skye had been sent from the city, since the elder magicians had decided that he was too much trouble to train. Skye had stormed out of the earlier meeting; the stubborn elder magicians had tested his short patience and he knew very well that he would not be allowed back until he had fulfilled their foolish expectations.
Skye stopped thinking and applied his mind back to the task ahead, as difficult as it seemed; however, Skye drew upon his comfort in his fairytale life of being solitary and relying on no other man.
Skye was the lone wolf; he would only ever trust one other man, his friend, actually best friend, Ferral, who by default Skye had to leave behind.
Speaking of the devil, not literally but figuratively speaking, that dratted swordsman approached behind him, at least he thought it was Ferral, judging by the footsteps of the heavy metal-soled boots*.
“Skye?” the dark figure asked him, “Ferral, is that you?” Skye queried warily. “Yes, it's me. Who else would Ты expect it to be?” Ferral replied, somewhat sharply.
“No matter. I'm glad to see Ты though, my friend” Skye then grabbed the other man in a fierce hug. Ferral groaned at the onslaught, then he returned the hug and almost crushed the еще slight figure of the magician.
Skye gasped for breath and Ferral released him quickly.
“You great lump” Skye breathed heavily and then he grinned at the stolid swordsman. “I'm glad to see Ты too, Skye. I was worried when Ты didn't come back from that meeting. I take it they exiled Ты then?” Ferral asked with concern.
“Yes!” Skye growled angrily, “those frigging bastards don't even understand me, they just assume that I'm not trying hard enough to control my magic”.
“At least we're leaving. Where are we going to go?” Ferral asked him.
“Counquan. It's reasonably close and once we are there we can decide what we are going to do” Skye decided quickly. “Good plan my friend; how long will it take to get to Counquan?” Ferral wondered out loud. “By my estimate it should take no longer than a день to get there” the magician told his friend.
“Well okay then Skye” Ferral agreed cheerily and then they started walking. Skye extended his senses around the area. Then he relaxed; “I can't sense anything beyond two Centimes, so we should be безопасно, сейф for a while. I'll check again once we have left the area and make sure that there aren't any Krellon” Skye says to Ferral, reassuringly. They resumed walking on the nicely paved road until they came to the end of the path. Skye and Ferral were looking into the great beyond, stretching a thousand square Centimes across Argate. It would take them almost a день to cut through the dry, sparse land and then a couple еще hours to cut through a tropical forest. Once they left the forest, they would be almost in Counquan. Skye kept walking, although he wished that they were in the tropical forest already. “It looks like it's going to rain” Ferral predicted.
As well as being proficient with a blade, Ferral was also a облако elemental. He could sense rain, lightning, thunder, upsurges in wind, ice, snow, hail, humidity and even tell if a hurrikan, twister или ice-storm was coming. Ferral was already rather skilled in making the wind blow and changing the air currents to other places. He could even make a small storm if he was angry enough.
Skye was completely different; he couldn't even hold a decent blade, the cold iron gave him a headache. He could handle a staff though, and he could use the staff to channel magic. Skye was better at a different kind of magic. Skye could generally sense objects and organisms in the distance, either by the change in temperature или voice pattern, and footsteps.
Skye could read a person's face, but that didn't take magic. He would be able to tell if someone was lying, или wasn't telling the truth, by Чтение their facial expressions and nervous ticks. Skye had once tried to fool a professor at the университет of Koren. Not that he had studied long there; the elder magicians had removed him rather quickly, though he had only spent a год at the university. The lecturer concerned was also a great Link-Mage. Skye had tried to make remove Ссылки from surrounding link-magic and the professor had sensed this. Because the lecturer was a Link-Mage he had felt the change in concentration of link-magic around them. Professor Slyayn had immediately become suspicious and hauled him in front of Director Hyolt. The director realised it had been a mishap and had sent the lecturer off. “If Ты try another trick like that young Skye, then Ты will be exiled for sure. Why did Ты do it?” he asked solemnly. Skye replied that he was trying to see if he could control link-magic himself. “Professor Slyayn is an accomplished Link-Mage, he can sense what Ты do and take the proper precautions” Director Hyolt сказал(-а) dryly. Skye simply nodded and looked sorry. The director had nodded and told him to behave himself better in the future.
Skye swore and looked up at the darkening clouds. “We better wait under this tree” Skye pointed at a gnarled tree, probably one of the few that actually survived in this wasteland.
Ferral nodded, “aye, it's a bit wet for my liking. Should we continue at dawn?” Ferral asked questioningly. “Yeah. We want to try and get to Counquan before dark” Skye replied. “Right. Let's get sheltered then” Ferral hurried over to the дерево and settled underneath it.
Skye turned the дерево into a hut and then opened the door and walked inside, leaving Ferral with an expression of wonder on his face. “How did Ты do that?!” Ferral asked him sharply, once they had both sat down. “Magic!” Skye chuckled foolishly. Ferral glared at him. “I mean what sort of magic?” Ferral grimaced. “Just the normal kind” Skye сказал(-а) aloofly. Ferral sighed and subsided. “I've never tried magic like that before” Skye admitted. “Really? I thought Ты had tried many kinds of magic...” Ferral wondered blandly. “Well... I have but that was based under a different principle. That was based on the Principle of Constructive Magic, where something is made out of thin air. But it has it's vices too; this kind of magic uses link-magic from other sources, and may affect other people too. If I made Еда appear in front of Ты right now, for example. This would effectively steal the link-magic from other peoples' Еда and someone may even die just to appease the magician, или Mage, that can't be bothered to make his own food!” Skye explicated.
“How would they die?” Ferral asked, sounding relatively interested. “Because when Ты steal link-magic from an organism, it would cease to exist, but in this case it would be from starvation. It's also a good way to kill someone quickly, just by stealing their own link-magic” Skye сказал(-а) cunningly. “Wow, there are certainly many ways to kill someone” Ferral gasped, he had only really begun to delve into his weather magic.
“Yeah. A lot of spells and different kinds of magic are deadly when used incorrectly*” Skye сказал(-а) knowingly. “You're telling me. I hardly know any magic at all. I'd hardly call fiddling with the weather true magic” Ferral snorted to himself. Skye chuckled to himself and then lay down on the wooden slats. “Hardly comfortable, but they will do” Skye сказал(-а) out loud.
“What are Ты talking about?” Ferral asked, “just the wooden slats my dear Ferral” Skye replied and then he fell asleep rather abruptly. Ferral lay awake for some time. He couldn't sleep and decided to check outside for any Krellon или other creatures.
He opened the door quietly and walked over to a rock in the middle of the ground. It was still raining and Ferral could sense that it was going to be raining for another glass, maybe even only half. He couldn't see any Krellon, so he went back to the hut. He lay back down on the wooden slats, careful not to wake Skye up. The magician tended to be grumpy when he was tired. Ferral fell into a light slumber.
After about two glasses, Ferral woke up again. He went back outside to check the weather. It was no longer raining and the sun was starting to rise. Ferral went back inside and woke Skye up. “It's time to go Skye. It's almost dawn and it's stopped raining. Skye woke and after a moment he got up and walked over to the small window, “ah. It looks like it's going to be a nice day” the magician mused quietly. “Breakfast?” Ferral asked with concern, as his stomach gave a loud rumble. “I suppose so. We can make grain porridge, it's quick and we don't actually have much other food” Skye told his friend. “Aye, it'll have to do.”
They quickly made the овсяная каша, каша and ate it almost twice as fast. Once they had finished they left the hut. Skye Зачарованная it back to a дерево and then glanced at Ferral to see the expression on his face. Ferral stared back, trying not to blink или laugh. Skye laughed first, then Ferral started laughing as well. “Okay then, let's go” Skye сказал(-а) after the laughing fit had subsided.
They started walking once more, ready to get to Counquan as quick as they could. The great wasteland was sopping wet, with the rocks glistening with the moisture and the ground was so wet that it had almost turned completely to mud, или a clay-like substance. Ferral sent out a string of obscene words. “Lovely language my dear swordsman, where did Ты learn those words?” Skye asked cheekily.
“Shut up!” Ferral growled mock-ferociously. “That's not very nice” Skye pouted indignantly. “Well I was only kidding, Ты sop” Ferral stated teasingly. “Well I suppose that it's all right then. Hold on!” Skye stopped suddenly, evidently sensing danger of some sort. “What is it?” Ferral asked. “I can sense something, not exactly sure what though. It may be Krellon или it may a rogue Mage. But I'm sure that it или they could mean us harm” Skye decided quickly.
“Frag. Okay how far away are they?” Ferral asked desperately, hoping that they weren't too close. “They are at least two Centimes, but likely three away” Skye stated frankly.
“Can we avoid them?” Ferral asked.
“No. Whether they are Krellon или a Mage, they will be able to sense us. We may as well prepare for a fight and not hide” Skye sniffed.
“Ah I see. Well let us announce our exalted presences, so we may take them by surprise, rather them taking us by surprise” Ferral exclaimed, a little too jovially.
“Hmm, not a bad idea actually. They won't be expecting us to be expecting them, this may work yet” Skye agreed subtly.
They kept walking, if they stopped then the beings would sense that the two knew they were there. Once they had covered the first two Centimes, Skye advanced his senses towards the direction that the offenders had been.
“Ah I can't sense anything now, except I have the feeling that they may be covered with a plane distancer*” Skye shivered inwardly, he had a bad feeling about this.
“But only Ice Wizards use plane distancers, Skye. What should we do now?” Ferral snapped desperately.
“Summon a огонь storm if Ты can my friend, that will make it a bit hot for them” Skye stated matter-of-factly.
“A огонь storm?” Ferral asked questionably.
“Yeah” Skye muttered.
“I'm a облако elemental Ты idiot” Ferral snapped impatiently.
“Look, we don't have time for this, let's just get it over and done with” the swordsman sighed, exasperated with Skye's eccentric behaviour.
“Okay then” came the impatient reply.
They marched into the distance, as quickly as possible. Skye thought he heard something slightly east to where they were, so he extended his senses. However, all he could sense was the feeling of the plane distancers.
“Damn it!” Skye snapped.
“What?” Ferral asked urgently.
“They are to our east. There must be two или three Ice Wizards, because I can't sense through the damned plane distancers” the magician exclaimed heatedly.
“Then let's head east” Ferral growled.
They crept to the east, hiding themselves in the sparse vegetation around. It was not enough though, the wizards would sense what they were up to, sooner или later.
“OVER THERE!” came a sudden bellow.
Skye and Ferral ducked as two ice dashes exploded right where they had been before. Skye leapt up and shielded his body with bonded link-magic, then walked towards where the icicle dashes had come from.
Two еще ice bolts smashed against his shields, but he managed to hold them. Skye gasped in horror as the plane distancers stopped working and a squad of Ice Lancers, as well as two Ice Wizards came into view.
Skye started to draw the link-magic out of the weaker Ice Wizard, making sure to continue shielding his body as he did this. One stronger icicle bolt blasted into his shields, sending him backwards by a couple of Dexyl. Skye cursed and started drawing еще link-magic out of the weaker Ice Wizard.
The stronger one flung another icicle bolt, except this time at Ferral who was advancing through the darkness. Ferral dived to the side, avoiding the icicle bolt, then started chanting the incantations to one of his облако spells. Suddenly the weaker Ice Wizard broke out of Skye's bonds and flung another ice bolt at the magician. Skye rebounded the ice bolt into the advancing Ice Lancers, killing one of them and knocking another to the ground. The captain cursed Skye and then the lancers readied their ice lances and fired directly at Skye. Skye's shields almost broke and he Остаться в живых his balance, losing the link-magic to the weaker Ice Wizard in the process.
Skye crawled away and then jumped up and used most of his energy to sustain his shields, then he again weakened the weaker Ice Wizards link-magic. The weaker Ice Wizard died, with a vengeful anger on his face, dissolving into ice and water onto the ground*. “Curse him! Now Kellek is dead” the stronger Ice Wizard screamed at the hapless Ice Lancer Captain. “We still have most a squad and you, Jerrat. He won't last long!” the captain sneered vindictively.
“Fool! He is stronger than he looks and he has another cursed friend with him” Jerrat snarled at the captain. Skye took this moment to draw energy from the captain. The captain fell to the ground and blacked out. Skye looked around at Ferral, who was still concentrating on his weather magic. Finally a thunder-storm rumbled overhead, while raindrops the size of rocks started to fall. After a moment, lightning started to flash in the sky. Ferral directed one of the lightning bolts at the Ice Lancers.
The forked lightning struck the lancers and exploded furiously upon contact with the rain soaked ground, while the Ice Wizard disappeared in the explosion of electricity.
Skye used the last of his energy to shield himself from the electricity, then blacked out on the ground. Ferral gulped and ran over to the fallen magician. “Skye!” Ferral yelled despairingly. Ferral got no answer, so he lifted the slender magician onto his shoulders and walked boldly through the rain, not looking back at the destruction.
Asperger's Syndrome is a mild form of autism with a bit of learning disability. It is the same as social anxiety. People with this kind have difficulty learning academics, socializing with other people, and forming friendships.
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, Ты see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is Ты feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. Ты will realize that those people have еще intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great сердце of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, Ты see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is Ты feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. Ты will realize that those people have еще intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great сердце of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.
See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.
It's better to be UNIQUE!
First off,harry potter has actual struggle and creative and developed villains while twilight centers around a girl who is completely dependent on a 2 hot guys who go to war for her and constantly abuse her.Second,harry potter has compelling storyline and fun unique characters while twilight is ALL STEREOTYPES, with the new hot shallow girl who runs a Любовь треугольник and the the two guys and their Друзья who fight over her.And lastly, for all Ты people who say that edward is hotter than harry, cedric is hotter than edward.look at all characters,not just the main ones.peace y'all
Imagine how cool it could be to be a real life mermaid. Well Ты can be.
All Ты have to do is do the steps right and I hope it works it worked on me im a real mermaid.
What Ты will need:
A cup of water
Salt
A strand of your hair
A bracelet или ожерелье for your symbol
Put the salt in a bowl
Then put your hair in the bowl
Dip your symbol and hands in the bowl and chant
Guardian of the sea oh please make me a mermaid and we will see how great of a mermaid I will be and how polite and Храбрая сердцем I am oh please make me a bold mermaid I hope Ты do and thank you.
All Ты have to do is do the steps right and I hope it works it worked on me im a real mermaid.
What Ты will need:
A cup of water
Salt
A strand of your hair
A bracelet или ожерелье for your symbol
Put the salt in a bowl
Then put your hair in the bowl
Dip your symbol and hands in the bowl and chant
Guardian of the sea oh please make me a mermaid and we will see how great of a mermaid I will be and how polite and Храбрая сердцем I am oh please make me a bold mermaid I hope Ты do and thank you.
Crack! Snap! Crack!
Running through the woods barefoot is sooooo not fun. Because one минута Ты are in the pool and the Далее Ты are running for your life from who knows what. Let me start from the beginning.
One late summer день I was getting the mail. There was a letter for me.
Ты have been accepted at Burkly Spy School for boys and girls.
That was all the letter said. I didn't apply for a school, did I ?
I went to our pool to think it over and when I hopped in the pool
I saw a figure in the shadows. ''Who are you?" I screamed. When the person leaped at me I took off into the woods. I heard someone yell code red and then the person threw a punch. I recovered quickly and threw a punch. He fell to the ground a I took off again. Then I stopped when I thought no one was following me. Every thing went dark.
Running through the woods barefoot is sooooo not fun. Because one минута Ты are in the pool and the Далее Ты are running for your life from who knows what. Let me start from the beginning.
One late summer день I was getting the mail. There was a letter for me.
Ты have been accepted at Burkly Spy School for boys and girls.
That was all the letter said. I didn't apply for a school, did I ?
I went to our pool to think it over and when I hopped in the pool
I saw a figure in the shadows. ''Who are you?" I screamed. When the person leaped at me I took off into the woods. I heard someone yell code red and then the person threw a punch. I recovered quickly and threw a punch. He fell to the ground a I took off again. Then I stopped when I thought no one was following me. Every thing went dark.