The gnome focuses his energy on wiping himself out of the mind of a nearby enemy. Nearby, another gnome sprouts up.
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The gnome moves toward some of his friends in need. His eyes go black as he delves into the mindset of his foe to hinder his offensive capabilities.
Zeric hops backwards and holds his orb out in front of him, He tries to root around his enemies mind and pluck his existence from it.
Zeric stands with his companions, not having much interest in the well situation he looks around for anything out of the ordinary.
As a slightly paranoid fellow, Zeric keeps his eyes on his surroundings. He often walks alongside his dreamform, having the odd conversation. The two walk apart from time to time as well. It can be quite taxing to keep track of the real gnome.
a Gnome stands on the shoulders of an identical gnome, Zeric. "Giants are easy for us!" Says the top gnome, "Easy for you to say, you've got the luxurious spot up there!" replies the lower "Oh bah, quiet you!" He squints really hard and the top one vanishes into thin air. "Sorry about him, dream forms are always too optimistic.. Not to say that we can't deal with them though.." Zeric clears his throat awkwardly.
I present to you, your Psionic Controller. Zeric the Gnome Psion. |