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Callum noticing the reflection kneels down and touches the dew in the circle. He wraps his other hand around the pendent that hangs from his neck and seems to be in thought.

*from under his blanket sven seems to draw so sort of blades*

"Fucking fae" *he mutters under his breath 

*he walks over to the circle of grass and scans it over*

Grimnir watches the two carefully, "I trust you both to handle yourselves if this goes south."

Sunlight reflects off Callum's hand as he touches the dew-kissed ground within the circle. Relatively warm air flows past his hand and into the frigid landscape of Ralinwood. As it does, it turns to fog, snaking around Callum's arm and bubbling into the clearing.

*Sven takes a step back and raises his weapon from under his blanket*

Callum opens his eyes and stands suddenly, he lets go of his pendent and frantically starts to try and brush the fog off of himself. He turns to the crowd of people and takes two steps back into the circle while drawing his blade.

Grimnir leaps to his feet, eyes flashing in anger as he rips Mordvig from the frog at his hip. He snarls as he steps towards the fog, blade bare and leveled at it.

*Sven readies his sword and backs away from the two einher*

-Kare moves away from Sven, Callum and Grimnir and around to the other side of the circle-

As Callum pulls back his hand, fog begins to pour into the clearing, like water from a hole. It bubbles in the frigid air and begins to spread along the ground. As he retreats into the circle, his armor reflects the light of a clear, sunny morning, just before a wall of fog erupts into the clearing from the circle from a man-sized hole, obscuring him from view.