╞═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╡ Water, of course; afrits are useless in water as they are beings of fire. You continue to fly, avoiding the afrit's plasms and detonations and hear the sounds of water--a waterfall. Right around the corner of this hill. You lead the afrit through and suddenly leap over the cataract where the afrit pummels down into the water. Part of the water where he lands boils into steam. Seems like your wit saved you again.
"Now that -that's- handled, I believe we're lost." you say. The girl is simply gasping for breath, still shocked from the way you flew with her. You shrug and set her down by the rushing waters of the cataract where you cup some water in your hands. Your essence is aching so you change form into a normal human girl before doing so. Ariana eagerly takes your hand and drinks the water. You cup more water and tip it into her thirsty mouth until she stops drinking and wipes her mouth.
"....thank you..." she weakly says. Now
that was unexpected--a magician thanking you? Never happened in your life. Ariana lays down and brushes her long black hair from the front of her face. She takes a cup of water and splashes it onto her face, cleaning all the dust and grime off
1.
1. Which didn't make her look any better, being a filthy human and all that. If anything, the dirt made her look more like a cruel person who is greedy, selfish, murderous, enslaving, weak, lowly, ambitious, and overall just undesirable. And don't forget ugly. And the list goes on. You simply look down at her as she finishes washing her face and the blood off her leg where it got severed. She takes a deep breath.
"Okay. We need to make shelter." "Correction: you need to make shelter. I'm completely fine being outside, much better to feel the cold air than to be inside as a slave." "Then at least help me make one." she said with a scowl.
"What are the magic words?" you say, ever-so wanting to hear the word
please. You hear her begin to mutter the incantation of the Systematic Vice
2 before you shake your head hastily.
2. The Systematic Vice; one of the many terrible punishments magicians use to make us submit to their will. This particular one sends a nasty spray of threads which compresses the essence to a painful size. Imagine it being like taking hundreds of small strings, tying them around your arm and wrist, and just tightening them where it cuts into the skin. "Not -those- magic words, the other ones." you say. She starts to incant the words of the essence lance
3 before you stop her.
3. Ditto. Fires a lance of painful magic at the unfortunate spirit. "You know what I mean. This is where I remind you that I can kill you at anytime." you say with a solemn nod. The girl sighs and returns the gesture.
"..Please?" she feebly says. You immediately begin to gather sticks and start to bind them together with strings of essence, lashing them and the such. You then gather some palm leaves from the surrounding forestry and cover the frame of the structure, resulting in a fashionable shelter. You pat your hands together, looking down at your fine handiwork--a djinni is swift and quick with it's hands. Except when you're in a guise with many limbs like a spider. You can't do spiders.
⌂Combat Information⌂Enemies:
Afrit [Sleeping with the fishes]===
You
- Essence: ░▒▓██████████ [380]◘Character Information◘ ----------------------------------
Zusfadyn the Dread
Female
Lvl. 4 Djinni
Essence: [380/500]
Magic: Detonation
An azure-green explosion able to be cast with different amounts of power.
Plasm
A simple bolt of magic.
Inferno
Engulfs the target in an array of flames.
Convulsion
Fires strings of magic which throttle their targets.
Shield
Conjures a bubble of hardened essence around you.
Pulse
Conjures a small marble which will detect the strength and location of magic pulses which come from other entities and objects.
Abilities: Shapeshifting
Inventory:
A disgusting human girl
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Topic: (SG) Eldritch Entity: The Dread of Prague (Read 13307 times)