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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Mar 31, 2006 14:05:31 GMT -5
Krane, from her training with Ark, has discovered that there are items called Magirocks that can be found and used to store spells, thus effectively enhancing one's MP.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Dec 18, 2006 17:10:14 GMT -5
Mace will gladly take on this challenge. He'll go see Krane and ask for any known locations, or hints as to where to look.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Dec 30, 2006 0:15:28 GMT -5
Mace knows they can be found on Earth and Dark Gaia.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Dec 30, 2006 18:06:18 GMT -5
Mace teleports to Dark Gaia, and uses his cantomantic senses to feel around for magical substances, mostly anything that can be put into the 'rock' category.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 2, 2007 23:45:21 GMT -5
Luckily, thanks to some folks' work, the team can get limited passes to Dark Gaia. However, it is a reality that tries to be as sealed as possible. When he teleports, he finds himself in a small town irrespective of his intent.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Jan 8, 2007 19:41:20 GMT -5
"I'm probably the best teleporter at the CH right now, and I think I'm in a ghost town..." Mace looks around to confirm his suspicions.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 8, 2007 19:42:40 GMT -5
It's not a ghost town at all, actually. Blue bubbles bounce through the air serenely. Chickens and other livestock are tended. It seems a small town, perhaps a hundred or so people.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Jan 10, 2007 19:40:52 GMT -5
Mace looks around at the flying bubbles, tempted to ride one around like a horse, but decides against it and goes to the nearest person. "Excuse me ma'am/sir, where am I? I'm from Crashing Heavens and I've seem to have become lost."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 15, 2007 1:56:56 GMT -5
The nearest person is a potter busily using a wheel to form a urn. She quietly speaks, "This is Crysta, stranger. Odd that we're getting so many strangers in these parts nowadays..." She seems to move without thinking from extroverted to introverted speech, self-reflection to exposition.
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Post by Mace Parshath on Jan 16, 2007 12:59:43 GMT -5
He sighs. "Thanks. I think it's because of the energies of the planet." He'll use his perceptions to sense for anything that he knows the rock's made of.
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