To Heir is Human II - Playground 7 Options

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[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir, in the midst of battle

With a horizontal slash, the orc finally collapsed to the ground, clutching at his severed throat. Flogir scanned his surroundings quickly and found that the immediate area was cleared of threats. He paused to wipe the sweat from his brow and as he looked up into the sky, he was Flint floating through it.

Maybe possessing teleknesis isn't such a bad thing... he pondered just as in the blink of his eye, a blur of motion appeared before Flint. Flogir had no time to warn the Breton, so instead he decided to bring himself closer to his companion's aid. Perhaps he would find a rock or something to throw at the airborn enemy.



Voltar, with Veric and the Sage

Voltar absent mindedly payed attention to the discussion going on between Veric and the stranger that appeared to be a mage or a sage of some sorts. At the mention of what caused the explosion of Hero Hill, Voltar's grip on the Staff of Worldly Demise tightened, but only briefly. His staff may not have the ability to blow up mountains, but its strength lied elsewhere, as it embuded the user's magic use substancially.

Voltar turned his attention more to the surroundings than anything else. His elven ears picked up the sound of battle. It seemed the direction was coming from the ruins of the Hill. Peering in the distance, Voltar thought he could see tiny specks within the sky. He quickly surmised that Karn would be one of those specks.

He leaned into Veric's ear. "I believe I've spotted our companion back nearby the Hill. I suggest we wrap this discussion up quickly. I'd also like to add that the stench of Mages Guild Magic encompasses the air; this lass is not alone."