"Map? May I see?" Dom-Nhal asks, stepping forward.
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"It's magical in nature." Dim-Nhal answers. [b]"I gather up mobius energy, and with this constructor i assemble it into a form that lasts a few minutes. -Posted with Wayfinder
"That was... enlightening." Dom-Nhal says, tapping the butt of the spear on the ground. After a few minutes, the weapon seems to peel apart, breaking down into little squares of material that then glimmer into yellow light and fade away. "Aayalla, that was some maneuver you performed." he comments. "Can you do something like that often?"
Two-headed giant. Looks artificial. Perhaps necrosurgery? Dom-Nhal thrusts with the spear, trusting in its greater reach to help keep the thing away from him.
"I am a Forger, and a tinkerer on my own time. I make things and create gadgets that make lives easier. We should move, they have gone quiet." Dom-Nhal whispers -Posted with Wayfinder
Ayup. I dunno if that will be a problem, but lets find out!
The topaz Cynean adjusts a holographic looking dial on his gauntlets and checks his equipment over after the portal closes. He tilts his head when he hears arguing outside. "I do not understand what they say, but they do not sound like friendlies." he whispers. In preparation for a fight, he pulls out one of his gadgets and activates it. The metal orb pops open into a spider-like drone and skitters across his arm to his back and there it sits, stretching it's limbs down the back of his arms. Nodes on the limbs glow faintly with yellow light. Once the spider locks into place, he taps something on the side of his gauntlets and the emitters on the palms crackles with the same colored light. He places his palms together and slowly pulls them apart. As he does so you can see the shaft of a weapon appearing, it being created bit by bit by his gauntlets as he pulls his hands apart.
He grips the spear in his oversized gauntlets and looks at everyone else, nodding.
Dom-Nhal will sign his bloodprint, but glances at the others, hoping someone else will take the lead. He's an intellectual, not a leader.
skill check:
Dom-Nhal enters the church, familiar with the Kaga in name only. The place is impressive, but the machinesmith is more distracted by one of his gadgets making a whirring clicking noise when it shouldn't be. He pulls the gizmo out and holds it between two bulky fingers, squinting at it.
Being stone isnt that bad. I promise.
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