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[Jellycat12]

The light vanishes for a moment, before a soft pop is heard and a sudden wall of air rushes out and knocks down the bookshelves. There is a large light blue ball floating in the center of the room.

[Spinal_Taper]

The light vanishes for a moment, before a soft pop is heard and a sudden wall of air rushes out and knocks down the bookshelves. There is a large light blue ball floating in the center of the room.

Sona walks up to the ball, holding out her staff. She tries to detect the magic it's using.

[Cassandra]

She listens intently while he talks, swimming up behind him now, and reaching forward. If allowed, she would start to rub his shoulders.

"When the conflict died down, they began to create their own? What then, massster?"

[Jellycat12]

There is a large amount of dragon magic. The orb responds to her by pushing her away gently.

[Spinal_Taper]

"Definatly Dragon Magic."
She pries deeper, trying to get a feel for whomever casted it.

[Jellycat12]

It pushes her away again, this time not as nicely.

[Spinal_Taper]

It pushes her away again, this time not as nicely.

Tyrion stands up and walks downstairs, giving Sona a farewell wave as he heads down.
"Looks like you've got this."
She shrugs and sits down, continueing to watch the orb.

[SomeStupidGuy]

James stands in the corner, keeping an eye on the orb.

[Jellycat12]

The orb grows for a moment, the the knocked over bookshelves slowly right themselves and the orb vanishes. The wind stops blowing as hard but is still there.

[Spinal_Taper]

Sona blinks for a moment and walks over to where the orb once was.

Tyrion walks outside, and heads into the forest.
"It's been a while since I had the time to do this."
He heads into a clearing and begins stretching, looking around the entire time.

[Jellycat12]

The spot is completely surrounded by the bookshelves.

[Spinal_Taper]

The spot is completely surrounded by the bookshelves.

Sona leaps atop the bookshelves and peeks inside.

[Caellath]

"And the King didn't act on it." he continued. "Our King was always a puppet of the nobles' interests. I think the man himself was deathly afraid of what could happen to him if he went against their orders, so I can't blame him either."

"All became worse when a group of those adventurers decided to bite more than they could chew. They got into a dungeon in the extreme north of the kingdom and somehow unleashed an almost-forgotten plague - a mix of magic and mundane, from what I could see - upon the land. Although I'm not sure they survived it, I hate them none the less." Bartholomew takes a while to look at his hands as they ball into fists, letting go afterwards.

"My family lived further south, and they were apothecarians. I was a couple of years younger then, but I had already taken up the feel for the plants and learned from a free-working doctor. My family and friends escaped to the neighbouring country, but I didn't, even though they asked me to - they wanted to help people, but they said that they needed to stay alive first, which is a good point. They are probably still living and trying to search for a cure their own way."

He smiles. "As for me, well. I decided to take up on my tools and help the common people. The adventurers are usually exceptional people, so they are resilient to the ravages of the plague."

[Jellycat12]

There is a thick pink cloud blocking her view.

[Cassandra]

She nods sadly, continuing to rub his back. Now her hands are moving along his lower back, while she speaks.

"They were foolisssshly sssseeking rissssks for pay.. Plaguessss are deadly... Did I ever tell you jusssst why my kind came to be? Not causssed by adventurerssss, but.."