Nihal
Valar Lord
The hissing catches my attention and I know something is terribly wrong right away. I utter a swear, followed by another. I'm not fast enough to stop an arrow on flight, but the chances are others will follow. I know what must be done.
Stepping away from them, I let my mind focus on the reason of the unnatural arrow. Magic, it must be magic. Possibly the writer. I can't hesitate now, I've got some people to kill.
((Lvl 1 cursed spell))
Perfect time to fail. Again.
I swear, attempting to control the runaway magic and keep the corruption at bay.
Stepping away from them, I let my mind focus on the reason of the unnatural arrow. Magic, it must be magic. Possibly the writer. I can't hesitate now, I've got some people to kill.
((Lvl 1 cursed spell))
Perfect time to fail. Again.
I swear, attempting to control the runaway magic and keep the corruption at bay.
Grandmaster
Mythic Scribe