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Gordan	Jul 17 2008, 04:37 PM
Member Posts: 11 Group: Members Member #17 Joined: July 11, 2008	He was very aware of the horsemen all around. Five of them, from counting the twenty hooves. But make that four. One was royalty or something of the sort. The dress gave that away. The other four were most likely men. Human, armored and armed. With what, he had no idea. He thought about the odds. His magic and speed versus their arms and armor. And possibly magic. To him, the odds looked very good. "If you are here to contain me for what I did to the idiot being dragged down the road, I'm telling you right now. I'm not going quietly." He did not bother to look up. So he could witness the men drawing their weapons, or looking at him with their stone solid gazes. Instead he readied himself. The horses would be easy enough. Magic would help him with that. The guards and the royalty were another problem. He felt a prickly sensation in his spine. He had now tapped his magic, he was ready to cast a spell. Aftershock would cause little to no injury. Enough for him to sprint into the gates. But what if these people weren't here to get him. 'Then I suppose I owe them a drink after this...'. He braced himself and waited for a response, whether it was movement or words.


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