Black Mage: "Whittle down their explosive fields, burn their mana supply. Try not to die."

Blue Mage: "I"d try to revive the lupus, but he's not getting back up unless if his wounds are healed."

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Miimas: "Uh, I guess I could volunteer, assuming it's nothing like, permanent."

Your spirit sensory range seems to be close to the range of the house, maybe a bit further. Good enough to see if someone's sneaking up on you, not good enough to detect enemy units on a dimly-lit battlefield.


Horoma: "Yeah, I'm ready."

The door opens, and the doll is in a new set of clothes - a white shirt, a black capelette, and black pants.
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I guess I'm supposed to action, or something.

I just wanted to make a difference, make the world a better place... but all I did was set a corruption beast loose and then die. Is this really my legacy?
> Study my corpse.

All you see is darkness.

You wait, for something to happen perhaps.

The fact that you can wait, must mean you still exist, right?



Something begins to become visible in front of you. Two specks, gradually becoming two faintly glowing rings.

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The two of you head towards one of the orchards. The trees are grown in neat rows with dozens of fruit growing from each, with a variety of different trees.

???: "Oi."

You turn your attention to a chirop sitting under the shade of a tree. She has a crossbow in hand, held loose and pointed at the ground.

???: "What're you doing here?"

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Horoma: "Practice some magic, I guess. Try out some new tricks. Some sort of mock-fight, maybe?"

Combat rolls take a while, so one more miniroll to hold things over.









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You can't move, or feel your body. You simply float in the darkness, watching.



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Farmer: "So whaddya got t'trade? Y'don't seem like thieves, havin' gotten this far 'thout grabbin' any fruit."

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You go and grab your hammer, and three of you head downstairs where Tuhota is eagerly waiting.

Miimas: "Not sure, guess we can ask around."

Your party heads out the house, meeting the guard that's posted there.

Guard: "Training grounds? Main one's a bit north of here, state soldiers and mages train there. You guys should be fine using it, being special agents an' all."

You don't think so, not normal vocalization anyways. Perhaps if you thought hard enough, that would work?

FULL ROLL COMING WITHIN 24 HOURS