[ Clive let's a low guterall cry out the moment then lance is pulled from his back. Almost more like an animal than a man. Torgal's ears stand on end and he growls, almost as if preparing for something to happen. Ardbert looks between Clive and the hound, hand stretching back behind him in case he needs to summon his own weapon.
Then, something unexpected happens.
Red aether begins to appear over Clive's back as if to envelope him. Then, green aether. They almost seem to try and form something like a wing. Unable to come together for the small spectical, the aether falls almost as if they were small red and green feathers. They land on Clive and Mya, disappearing once more.
no subject
Then, something unexpected happens.
Red aether begins to appear over Clive's back as if to envelope him. Then, green aether. They almost seem to try and form something like a wing. Unable to come together for the small spectical, the aether falls almost as if they were small red and green feathers. They land on Clive and Mya, disappearing once more.
Torgal barks again with his tail wag.
Ardbert looks between Mya then Jill. ]
What in the Seven Hells was that?