Ally's feet were rooted to the spot. Truly an effort must have been made
and a great strength taken to track her in the decptive fogs... How HAD
he appeared within her range? And for her bokken to miss... Her fingers
trailing the inscription on the hilt instinctively, perhaps not doubting it's
power, but merely to check that it was still in place. Courage weld up
inside her. If this is when I must meet him face to face... then so beit.
"Greetings Magus... I never expected this formal meeting would come
so soon... Or that you would be so blinded by your own mission that
you would actually offer your hand in friendship to me." Her words
sliced at him sweetly, as if it was common knowledge what she was
or for that matter who. "I do not speak for Samurai across these land,
for we are not a people of clans and tribes and halls of stone. I serve
my lords and masters... which are certainly interested in you. I take no
part in your wars or theirs... but be assured that you will take part in
mine. Prepare your guild and knights Animeman73! I am not the one
you should fear, the come much swifter... with much less mercy and
words... I am merely the scout... the herald of a greater threat. Pray you
that in all the times and in all the worlds you have chronicled you have
found a way to defeat the curses that lay before you... or lestwise you
can convince those of the Pirate, and ninja clans to band together to
prove your salt and worth against something truly colossus compared to
all your magic and all their jistu combined." A long silence is followed
by her departing words.
"Leader of the mages, think not on my pressence, I assure you that none
in your keep will fall by my hand for some time, you may spend your
preparation days following my movements if you wish but know that you
waste your precious moments with these journals when you should be preparing
(LEVELING) for the comming storm... with that, I bid you farewell."
As if the fog were to become some corporeal being it swelled around her and
would appear to have eaten her alive if the Mage Lords eyes were to be trusted.
Her presence in the foggy marsh no longer distinguishable from the dew on the
grass.