To Heir is Human II - Playground 3 Options

[minque]

Link to the previous thread!

[ShogunSniper]

Flint Ironwood, putting a bit of pace in his step.

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There was a slight focussing of Magicka, then the man shot up into the sky, straight towards the tower at the center of the city. He could see the group he was supposed to meet down below and altered his course so he would land right between them.
,,Ok, now this is definitely not my idea of a nice day."

(Note: Sadril might recognize the jumping spell used. It is a typical Flint thing. I don't know if he can keep up though. Who knows? My vampiric knowledge doesn't say how good their aerial mobility is.)

(not that good lol)
Sadril

That's Flint's old trick. That damn Breaton still persists?

Not missing a beat, Sadril altered his course on the ground to match the direction Flint had taken off towards. His instincts began kicking in and he could almost feel himself begin to lose control. It had been a long while since he had a good hunt. He watched the figure land and took note of the general area, although the tall walls of the Imperial City made that slightly hard to do.

Flint's trick had probably only bought him a few extra moments, Sadril would be upon him and now the others shortly.

Voltar

Heh, less than one day of returning Veric to this dimension and we're all ready running into his old "friends" Voltar thought, returning his attention back to Veric.

"Well, boats are flammable, and it wouldn't take too much to punch a hole through the hull," Voltar comtemplated, looking around at his surroundings, "With all the alcohol in this place, fire would likely cause it to sink with a bang. Probably need a resist fire spell to make sure we don't roast ourselves," he added.

It was looking that things could possibly get a little heated around here. Ohwell, Voltar would do what he must.

OOC: God! That pun is horrible!

Veric

"Good, but it probably won't be required that we go that far. Now we just wait a few minutes," Veric answered calmly as he sipped his drink. His cover had been blown, it would seem, yet he remained outwardly calm.