06-21-2016, 12:07 AM
As the anti-magic field faded, it finally let Zeurei relax, and in doing so he thumped down flat on his back. The little Avali falling asleep.
The teal markings that surrounded them amidst the trees fizzled, and with a soft pulse that made wind blow as if there was a void to fill, Umbra would feel his ability for illusions return. But Zeurei wasn't finished, sitting back up suddenly, as he woke himself back up, shaking himself slightly. His robes flopped somewhat wildly across him, making him look slightly silly as he stood.
Noting that all was better once again Let him enjoy a small smile. Zeureis had gotten Sandrise and herself away safely, and there didn't seem to be any lingering danger for now.
"I had a lot of questions for both you, Danu, and... Empathy? But, I'll ask them later. Now seems like a bad time after all of this..." He refused to address Rahizel, that thing he considers a horror by any measure, rather than any sort of marvel.
Beneath the dye of his pruning, white had begun to show through, only dyed half way back from the tips. It almost made him look like he glowed from the inside out, yet it was only an optical illusion, other than two sections of his clothing currently literally glowing, one a soft purple visible through his robe, the other a blue tinted white.
The teal markings that surrounded them amidst the trees fizzled, and with a soft pulse that made wind blow as if there was a void to fill, Umbra would feel his ability for illusions return. But Zeurei wasn't finished, sitting back up suddenly, as he woke himself back up, shaking himself slightly. His robes flopped somewhat wildly across him, making him look slightly silly as he stood.
Noting that all was better once again Let him enjoy a small smile. Zeureis had gotten Sandrise and herself away safely, and there didn't seem to be any lingering danger for now.
"I had a lot of questions for both you, Danu, and... Empathy? But, I'll ask them later. Now seems like a bad time after all of this..." He refused to address Rahizel, that thing he considers a horror by any measure, rather than any sort of marvel.
Beneath the dye of his pruning, white had begun to show through, only dyed half way back from the tips. It almost made him look like he glowed from the inside out, yet it was only an optical illusion, other than two sections of his clothing currently literally glowing, one a soft purple visible through his robe, the other a blue tinted white.