C.A.R.P.S.

[X-GM Fesko]

The bearded man flinchs as if hit by something.

"What're you doin' ta me, witch!?!"

A bolt of lightning arcs from his hand to Kimberlyn. The people around him scream in terror and scatter.

[Faerykin]

*Autumn quickens her pace toward the Inn*

[Rianna Lindsay]

*aroura backs further towards the woods, but does not enter them*
*to kimberlyn* let me know if you need me!

[Kimberlyn Darksbane]

*Kimberlyn looks at the man and smirks*

You can TRY your threat of bacon, I've heard worse. Produce your papers NOW verifying your registeration into the Guild of Magi. The LAW regarding necromancers and rogue magi shall be enforced.

[X-GM Fesko]

"What th- ?!?" The bearded man looks at his hand is puzzlement, then extends both and casts another bolt of lightning at Kimberlyn.

[Draven darkheart]

*raises an eyebrow to what is takeing place before him*

If you need help Kimberlyn just let me know * *draws his sword and is at the ready*

[X-GM Fesko]

The second lightning bolt actually bounces off Kimberlyn and arcs back at the bearded man, who angrily swipes it aside.

He screams in frustration and fires off a third bolt.

[Kimberlyn Darksbane]

*Kimberlyn is extremely calm and in fact her smirk grows even more when the man screems in frusteration.*

[Draven darkheart]

*looks confuesed at what is going on in front of him*

[X-GM Fesko]

Kimberlyn is charging forward, swords drawn, as the third bolt hits and is again returned to the caster. The bearded man again dissipates the magic, this time with more difficulty, and again extends a hand to attack, but Kimberlyn strikes first.

The swords flash. The man’s arm flies off to the right while his head arcs up spinning through the air. His body falls to its knees, then topples lifelessly to the ground.

All is silent for a few seconds, then cheers and applause grows from the crowd. A chant is quickly taken up by the throng.

“MAGE-SLAYER! MAGE-SLAYER! MAGE-SLAYER!”

All the growing ire seems to have been washed away by the incident. The angry mob gathering about Sylas and the guards sheepishly back off, lowering their crude weapons – leaving the immigrant in custody on his own.

The immigrant drops to his knees and grovels at Sylas’s boots.

"Pleeease sir, dont put me in jail. I'm sorry. It wont happen again. The guards just scared me is all. I promise. Pleeease have mercy!"

[Draven darkheart]

What the hell was that ???

* has a confused look on his face*

[Rianna Lindsay]

what have you never seen her do her job?
He was asked to present papers or join the mages guild. he did neither and attacked her. She responder as she is supposed to. And considering the damage he could have done to most other people in this town with that spell along with the fact he seemed to not have a problem using it, she did the right thing.
Though i admit it was quite the show.

[Darthesis]

I'm not sure what is more pathetic...

*** Darthesis inserts a dramatic pause before continuing.

That someone's famous last words would be 'Bacon'... or "Mercy'



*** Darthesis turns to address the throng

You will all...learn that although these wildlands do not have the numbers of defenders of the law and dispensers of justice you are used to... the ones that do exist are found to be significantly more dangerous... and MUCH less forgiving.

[Draven darkheart]

Actually no I haven't seen her do anything of the sort.

*looks at Kimbelyn and says * An inpressive show I must say.

[X-GM Fesko]

The people quiet down to wide-eyed murmuring after Darthesis’s words.

Thandar nods appreciatively. “Oh, you KNOW some will feel the need to test that, THOUGH I CERTAINLY DON’T RECOMMEND THAT THEY DO.” That last he directs toward his fellow travelers.