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Without Facsimilie holding the high ground the fog of warclouds drift back in (And besides, he's a little occupied at present).
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A Dunerunner, seeing his chance, steps lithely forward, jumps off of the raised cliffs and lands, swinging his deadly spear at Caedo and the gaggle of troopers struggling with Luz. They yelp and dive away, throwing up shield and blocks, a little out of it due to the recent surge of adrenaline.
That spear has reach two, so be aware you are ENGAGED and have no SPEED until that man is gone.
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Jove ponders the wind. Did it just pick up, briefly, in a surge? It feels that way. But perhaps it is not yet so dangerous that it would interfere with things. It is also lessening already. It was just a brief gust from some distant place, hovering through.
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There are many things an Animistic Iconotheurge is recommended not to do. It is dangerous to Invoke without a Ward. It is dangerous to attempt to Invoke while doing other things. It is dangerous to attempt to bind invocations inside living creatures, for the Icons surely have very little considerations for the limits of flesh and bone. It is dangerous to attempt to weave your personal qualities out large, glittering strands of thought-stuff and intentions all wrapped and mangled by minds not yours. Perhaps it does not take. Perhaps it takes differently than you intended. It is dangerous to attempt to Invoke while Weaving, if one is not very careful in how one tries to cajole the strange forces called upon. It is enormously difficult to split out bits of soul-stuff across multiple vessels, as each little part of one self is subsumed into the whole. It is dangerous to mix intentions. It is dangerous to try to alter minds without careful grounding and warding. It is dangerous to bind errant gusts of free wind and force them into the lungs, causing enormous overpressure events that rupture organs. It is dangerous in the utmost ludicrous extreme to call upon freedom and soaring and try to stuff it in a box. It is dangerous to speak prayers to distant things without knowing what their curious domains are. It is dangerous to mix Iconographic attention with living things unless they're both warded and the attention is very, very carefully handled. And a hundred other smaller dangers.
That you are not dead, Iconotheurge Luz, is a marvel.
Next time some Iconotheurge tries to bend their souls, the troopers are going to shoot you in the back of the head instead of disarming you. They didn't sign up to be test subjects for horrorific violation of orders large and small.
Start with something that doesn't flinch in fear when you bind things you barely comprehend into their mortal flesh.
Perhaps a rat?
Perhaps a rock.
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Markhan, up top on the high hill, spots a rustle shiver move through the ranks of the Windsworn. Though some are engaged, the attacks seem . . . perfunctory. They're fighting but they are conserving their strength.
