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Subject: "Confoundit." The gryphon summons every ounce of magical strength he can, and begins. Author: Rashkae [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:59:08 04/28/02 Sun In reply to: Calliope 's message, "*~*That just feeds it, Calydor,*~* her MindVoice trails weakly." on 09:51:50 04/28/02 Sun The first line of business is to construct a mold for the spear. His talons grate a straight line through the earth, not terribly deep, but not terribly shallow. Lining the scratch with a magical barrier (to prevent the molten metal from seeping into the earth), he lines the arrowheads up, then summons Warmth. The Earth's own molten core is the source of the heat that surrounds the arrowheads, swirling between them with deft precision. They begin to melt, a delicate amalgam of molten metal, steamy fire and golden Magic. As soon as the arrowheads are completely liquid, the heat ceases, receding back into the earth from whence it came. Using a careful talon and a hint of magic barrier to sharpen the point, Rashkae examines his product - a still-warm shaft of lead entwined with hints of golden magic and strength. He smiles, then collapses. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Struggling in the massive and angry thermals, the gryphlet swallows his fear and surges forward. Rymke 10:05:17 04/28/02 Sun Resisting a tremendous instinct to rush to her mate's side, she lets out an ear-shattering shriek as she sees her son moving towards the chimera. -- Sirith, 11:50:00 04/28/02 Sun