[OOC - seems I'm back and will try to post regularly. Guys you had a busy several weeks with 10+ posts a day on average...]
Nacesh watches the events with apparent passivity though his brain is storming around. "Maelstrych" or something like that the fool said before he ran off. May he know this wyvern by heart? If that was a wyvern that is. And then there's the other fool, the fool of heart who sacrificed one love for the other. I don't have summoning spells but it's a bit of a surprise that nobody here has. Thinking of which, I do have other spells on that scroll from school. Not that the fool deserves it, but--
As Jonath contemplates on the possibilities he walks closer, scratching his temple.
"What if he were smaller and the surface were slippery?"
Nacesh watches the events with apparent passivity though his brain is storming around. "Maelstrych" or something like that the fool said before he ran off. May he know this wyvern by heart? If that was a wyvern that is. And then there's the other fool, the fool of heart who sacrificed one love for the other. I don't have summoning spells but it's a bit of a surprise that nobody here has. Thinking of which, I do have other spells on that scroll from school. Not that the fool deserves it, but--
As Jonath contemplates on the possibilities he walks closer, scratching his temple.
"What if he were smaller and the surface were slippery?"
