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[hexappeal]

WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!


Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

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[ofthedream.livejournal.com]

[Ysera frowns slightly, considering that. It was unlikely there was any accurate knowledge of how the Ancients had been bound as crystals or with avatars. Not unless the Ancients knew. But if they didn't even tell their bearers...

She sighed softly.]

I can understand why they wouldn't wish to be bound in crystals. It is not the same as most Ancients I know - they take physical forms of their own. But there are some who choose mortal avatars to bear their power, granting them power and abilities they would not otherwise possess. Such seems the case for you.

[trueltning_fury]

[one more flex of his hand, and Geddoe draws the glove back over the Rune to hide it as usual]

They can take forms...but they usually don't. Not unless something goes wrong, or they're invoked. [as he remembers True Fire's dragon at the opening of the seal] Perhaps True Lightning shares my desire for freedom. It isn't something I would have chosen, but I'm stuck with it now.

[a pause, and then he looks up at her, still somewhat in awe] I haven't spoken with someone who understands in...such a long time.

[ofthedream.livejournal.com]

[Ysera smiled softly at his expression. For all that he was an Avatar, he was still very human and so very young still. Unlike the Troll Avatars, he hadn't taken on any of the physical characteristics of True Lightning - certainly no horn or horse head and hooves. And from the accidental nature of his choosing, it was likely he and the Ancient didn't commune very clearly. He was certainly no trained priest used to channeling the voice of his deity.]

Our worlds are very different from this one, but ours share some similarities, I suspect. There are not many others who would truly understand where we're coming from.