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-kare comes from muintir in his normal robe, staff in hand-
"Holy shiet it got cold quick, had to fight me way out of me own fukin tent with a wall of ice blockin the damn exit"
-looks to the circle- "...so great the fukin circle moved from the Stein Gate over to hear then?......Grimnir I tested the Circle at the Gate once....want me to test this one?"
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*Sven cocks an eyebrow and bundles up a snowball and looks quizzically at the patch of grass*
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Grimnir sighs, moving his hand back to his side. "This is a blasted headache." Muttering as he moves aside to sit under the tavern awning. "I'll watch the circle. No one get killed please."
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Callum wanders up in his usual attire to the growing crowd. He looks around and stops near the melted circle, he stares at it for a moment before questioning to himself "More lightning, More fae or more demons?"
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"Become the kind of leader that people would follow voluntarily, even if you had no title or position."
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"Based on the people arrayed against us. A fae is likely to be tampering with things. That circle probably included." Grimnir shrugs, "If anyone wants to tempt the fae. Tamper away."
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*Stefan stares at the circle*
"Zis place is soaked in Fae treachery. Vhich is magic"
*He pauses*
"Vhich is Salam treachery by extension. I must go pray for guidance from elder spirits"
*He swiftly heads toward the Gate*
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-kare looks to the circle and takes a step back- "...Rather not..."
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In the overcast morning, soft snow begins to flutter down over Ralinwood, settling atop the surface of existing snowfall, which is covered in the same sheen of ice as everything else.
The sound of grinding rock settles before long, but in its wake there is the sudden, loud, deep roar of what sounds like a massive horn, which shudders through the encampment. The sheen of ice covering everything cracks, the trees seeming to explode as the layer of frost drops from them to the ground around them. The noise lasts for about ten seconds before it suddenly, abruptly, stops. Not like someone had stopped blowing a horn, more like someone had suddenly shut a door that sound couldn't penetrate.
In the silence, the snow continues to gently fall. The circle of melted snow in the field seems to shimmer with dew, and sunlight begins to reflect off the surface of the ground within it, despite the solid cloud-cover overhead.
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*he stops in his tracks looking behind him with a wide-eyed expression as he softly mutters*
"Spring and vinter. Zhey are going to vor"
*He springs off toward the Gate, hands in his pockets*
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Grimnir leans back in his seat, shaking the frost off of his cloak without much fuss, "Wonderful. Orcs. Fae. I'm sure some demons will pop up any time."
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