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[07:04] Crawling into the darkness, taking advantage of it. With each stride, petals on the tree in his trail wither and fall, the water scepter in one hand and those dull deep blue ocean eyes seeking for prey.

Even so, it never takes long.
Never...

His gaze is drawn to one, then another?

A training session, however, that will come to an abrupt halt and conclusion. In the midst of their conflict, serpent-like vines spring from the ground's roots.

One rushes for the white wolf, while the other rushes towards the Faeborn.

Fang protruded from their base, leaving poison in their wake, as a hail of water bullets cascaded through the air before being fired in their way.

Though something inaudible was murmured beneath his breath, and an unpleasant sense began to darken the area.
(Wra'gul)
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[07:04] Raenesa Vanya says, "Come on man..."
[07:04] Raenesa Vanya asks, "Is this your thing?"
[07:04] Raenesa Vanya asks, "Is this a bit?"
[07:08] Nic would try to move with the wind at his back, moving as quickly as he could to try and draw the magi's attention. Having remembered seeing them time after time in passing and even speaking to them once when they were mistaken for another person Nic wondered what this was about.

Nic wasted no time in drawing forth his weapon, conjuring a bow of electrical energy down from the skies. Turning to Rae he would look at her only for a moment before rushing in aiming to put himself between her and their attacker.

"Son of a bitch man."

Nic said as he began to channel the shadow's and electricity about his person once more hoping to beat Rae to the punch.
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[07:09] Nic for the win?
(Niclous Runeclaw)
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[07:09] Im too cool.
(Raenesa Vanya)
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[07:09] Raenesa let out a small huff as she stared at Wra'gul. She had SEEN him do this earlier to someone else. What was this dudes problem? Just attacking folks on the road? Did he have a rhyme or reason? It was all a bit strange to her.

She stared at them for a long moment, her bow already in hand, arrows of light forming across her bowstring as she tilted her head to the side, "You really got to stop this... wasn't Marshal your friend? We were friends! This is just annoying..."

She huffed, rolling her eyes as the cloak of light formed around her, wings stretching out and sending reflections of the colors on her wings cascading across the ground,

She blew her cheeks out, clearly annoyed with the circumstances before pulling out a small ration and biting down, fully prepared to fight them. As she watched Nic charge forward she rolled her eyes, "HEY, THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE TIME I PROTECT -YOU-."
(Raenesa Vanya)
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[07:10] A murderous pulse washes over you, everything is red to you right now, and perhaps your animal instincts are starting to kick in. But at what cost? Everything and anything may be a nutritious supper. Even those you care about.
[07:15] Yoto exclaims, "Ahhh!"
[07:15] Yoto says, "That was close"
[07:16] {Lost Dangerous RPB against Wra'gul}
[07:16] ** Wra'gul has inflicted an injury upon Niclous Runeclaw. ("Temporary Injury", "Temporary Injury", "Temporary", "Duration: Medium (2 days)") **
[07:17] Lancelot Arundel says, "Keep moving."
[07:17] Chusi says, "I will."
[07:17] Lancelot Arundel says, "I get to pretend I seen nothing."
[07:27] Wra'gul's hair was a tangle, and he didn't appear to have slept in over a week. A considerable amount of time.

Stress is clearly piling up.
The murmurs...

They keep pounding.
The shouts, the desires for more; for blood to be poured!

For another taste.

Thunderous bolts split the clouds as tidal waves the size of tsunamis crashed into the field, everything with any sort of life withered rapidly and bombarded the air with a venomous vapor.

A green mist is gradually appearing.

The white wolf, on the other hand, would be no easy prey, as they could control the weather.

"I swear you'll suffer for it."

Wra'gul seemed to be fighting another conflict within his own mind.

It would be their undoing just as the white wolf believed they had uncovered the smallest crack.

Charging it with all their might, with the fury of a tremendous storm rising...

He comes to a halt in his tracks.

All from a single look, a trance? Nic has fallen to some type of wizardry, the combat taking place in his thoughts rather than on the battlefield.

As his gaze settles on the faeborn, he kicks Nic in the abdomen to clear his route.

"Now here's a reward I really want."

Though his lips moved, nothing was heard.
(Wra'gul)
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[07:30] Raenesa winced as she watched Nic get kicked, a deep breath taken before she let out a deep sigh, it had been an interesting morning, and she was getting sick of this guy attacking folks.

They had fought once before, when Marshal had referred to him as his 'boss'. It seemed the mighty had fallen, and he had gone a little crazy in his time wandering the woods.

Cracking her neck she would raise a small parcel to her lips, taking a small bite of what looked like a bar, before giving a nod to Wra'gul, "Man... when we met a long time ago you didn't act like this... I wonder what happened. You jump someone earlier, and now my friend? That's just rude..."

She shook her head, her wings spreading outwards as she stared him down,

"Let's see if you get your 'reward'..."
(Raenesa Vanya)
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[07:39] Clover Flameleaf says, "Hi nic"
[07:39] Clover Flameleaf says, "I just killed a giant scorpion thing....."
[07:39] Clover Flameleaf says, "Got lots of coins for it too."
[07:39] Nic battled the waves of water that surged forth from the magi, his lighting cutting through and striking true to his mark. The mark's of his strikes vanishing as the battle would continue as the magi made use of the very power of nature to lessen the burden his body would bear.

This would be the downfall of the ranger as he was unable to keep up with the siren's healing abilities. His arrow's failing to make the attacker submit. A tension began to build up in his mind, then a raw information drop of sudden emotion and thoughts.

His home casting him out and literally kicking him away as the man had kicked Nic out from his way pushing him off to the side to make way for his next battle with the Fae'born. Weakly the ranger would get up to watch the rest of the fight as it unfolded.
(Niclous Runeclaw)