04-10-2017, 05:28 AM
(04-10-2017, 12:08 AM)achroma Wrote:(04-09-2017, 07:15 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: "Wrong person." The voice is that of a female Avali. As she turns to the wall extending her arm to the rune upon it as a small whispering crystalline sound rang through the air. Before a crackle of blinding light started to overtake her as it drew the eyes of many merchants towards them, drawing them all to either a sudden halt or a quiet rush to leave the area.
The kineptic attempts to grab the avails shoulder, blinded by the light.
"I'm not leaving without answers, This was the same magic!"
(Just teleportation things.)
As the grip lands it's mark she attempted to disconnect the grab, but too little too late. The voice trailed of at the end of the last word to any onlookers, as the light faded suddenly with a crackling of electricity, and a gust of chaotic wind, like a tiny thunderstorm in a bottle before it equalized leaving nothing. As if they'd never even been there. Guards had reached the section of the port and were searching after the reported disturbance, though having been delayed a bit by a certain stunt pulled on the bay's guard.
"-ic!" Like a vacuume, the air around you and in your lungs would violently expunge itself, before the rush of fresh air would reach you once more.
'Cough... Cough..' She was still right next to you for now, recovering from whatever it had been. You would find yourself not all that far away from where you'd been before. Just outside the landing port in one of the back alley streets behind some of the first housing to have been built in woodport. She stands back up, catching her bearings and noting that you're still there.