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    • Alpha and Beta were moving around my workshop, making a copy of the containment vessel I had designed. They couldn't quicksmith it, but they were still making one of their own.

    I had made the parts, but they were assembling it and doing the enchanting on their own, I was just overseeing the work.

    Beta lifted one of the gems and turned in in his hands as he regarded it, before turning to show it to me, "This gem is flawed, Creator."

    I know. I put it there.

    I held my hand out and he handed it over, "It is. There are more in the supplies on the main workbench. Pick one you like that matches the spec."

    Beta nodded and floated around me to move over there as I pocketed the gem. Too flawed to be of much use for something like this, but I could always trade it for local currency on an expedition or hand it over to the jewel crafters for similar purposes.

    Stepping back to allow them to work, I walked over to Alexstrasza who was standing by the wall, her arms crossed as she watched, "What do you think?"

    "Incredible," she answered softly, "They are so… alive."

    "Mmm," I agreed, "their mindstate was copied from my summon of the Augur of Dunlain, which was a magically ascended mind of a human. Their mindstate isn't human, it's been way too long since they were anything like it. But their mindstate is not completely alien either."

    The Dragon Queen regarded them for another moment before she nodded, "They are mana elementals."

    I frowned and shook my head, "Not quite. They may be made from similar stuff, but mana elementals are naturally formed from the base forces of the universe. The Librarians are much more structured than that. I think a golem with an advanced mind state would be more accurate, just skipping all of that messy material that usually makes them up."

    "But alive and thinking."

    "Yes."

    Alexstrasza nodded as she watched, "What are those metal armbands?"

    "Protection," I said and sighed as I looked as well at Alpha as he carefully assembled the interior structure of the device with Beta assisting him, "They are, in essence, enchanted illusion constructs, and as such, very vulnerable to directed magic. The armband is a device I assembled to give them a little protection so a random spell doesn't kill them. It's not perfect protection, but they do stop them from suffering from matrix collapse just by being 'painted' by the casting of a spell on them. It doesn't protect from the actual spell however."

    Alexstrasza nodded and looked at me before reaching to brush a stray hair out of my face and behind my ear, "Have you chosen a location for them to move to yet?"

    "I have not," I said and shook my head before looking over towards them and waited a second for Alpha to finish his latest screw, "Alpha:"

    Alpha looked up and put his tool down before floating over to us, "Creator?" he asked and looked between us, giving Alexstrasza a small bow, "Life Binder."

    "Have you picked a Plane yet?"

    Alpha nodded, "We have, Creator. The Plane with the city called Minas Tirith. It is a Plane with magic while still not having a great number of natural threats."

    I slowly nodded, "That could work. Especially if we set you up somewhere far away from the local inhabitants. Thank you, Alpha."

    Alpha gave us a small bow and then floated back to their work area.

    "You let them pick?" Alexstrasza asked and regarded them for a moment before looking at me.

    "It's to be their new home," I said and shrugged, "Only fair that they get to pick which one. Of course, if they picked something that would be difficult for them to survive, I'd tell them to pick somewhere else."

    Alexstrasza nodded thoughtfully, "I have read the report on this world and it does seem fitting," she agreed, "You can move them safely?"

    "As far as we can tell," I confirmed, "Alexis tested it with a summoned Librarian and the prototype containment module I made. It makes it through okay."

    Alexstrasza nodded again and then regarded me, "How is Lady Castle?"

    "Well enough," I said and then frowned, crossing my arms in thought, "But the loss was hard on her. She's healed, but she also hasn't gone back to traveling."

    She had spent a lot of time practicing though. Either with me, or with Rengosa or Zrazta, or even the other dragons or dragonkin. I feared she wanted to go back and find the guy that destroyed that town.

    What's worse, I feared that she was planning on doing it alone.

    She barely got away last time. Besides, I wanted a chance to bite his head off, myself. He hurt my friend.

    Alexstrasza reached to run her gauntleted fingers through my hair, adjusting it lightly, "She is an ally of the Flights and the only other Planeswalker here. Make sure she dosn't do anything stupid."

    I knew a command when I knew one, "Yes, Life Binder."

    "Your hair is getting long again. Good, it suits you better."

    "...Thanks. Sheila prefers it too."

    "How is your Consort handling things?"

    I sighed softly, "Well. But things are difficult for her. It's not an easy thing to get used to an entirely new body and new set of instincts. Especially with her magic acting the way it is without the Fel."

    Alexstrasza smiled slightly, "You would know, little one."

    "Yeah. It was difficult," I admitted.

    "It's amazing watching you," she said gently, "You and my brother. So similar, so different. I can see some of him in you, but you're…" she paused and shook her head, "Different."

    "Different how?"

    She frowned slightly and let her hand drop, "I'm not sure. You're as clever, as imaginative, but…" she said and then sighed, "It's like you're his younger twin. Especially in your real form… if he had been a dragon at that age. I think that when you get older you might look almost identical."

    I frowned and then looked up at her, "Seeing me… does it hurt?"

    Alexstrasza smiled softly and shook her head, "No, Atregos. Seeing you give me hope. Hope that we will eventually be able to go home."
     
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    • Sheila growled at me.

    I gave her a small nuzzle, "It'll be fine, I promise. I'm just dropping them off and all of you have better things to do than sitting around for a week waiting for me to get back."

    Sheila growled and turned to look at Rengosa.

    Ren shifted her wings a bit and moved up on her other side, giving Sheila a small nuzzle, "He's right, you know. It is a fairly safe world."

    "And I have no intention of going anywhere close to anyone," I reassured her, "The Librarians would like somewhere isolated to start building."

    Sheila shifted with a small growl, her claws scratching against the stone beneath her, before she snorted and gave me a lick between the eyes, "You better."

    "I will," I said and then licked back, "If I'm not back in a week, you can always send Alexis to find me."

    Sheila growled again and sat down.

    I sighed softly and nuzzled, "It's fine. I do have them to back me up, too."

    "We are ready, Creator," Beta said as he moved up next to me, "Shall we enter the containment devices?"

    I turned to look at him, "Put the armbands away first, but then enter containment."

    Beta nodded and floated to my side to put his armband away in my satchel, quickly joined by Alpha as they removed their stabilizing armbands.

    Turning back to Sheila, I nosed softly, "I know you want to come. But until you can make a soulstone again, it's not safe."

    She let out a small frustrated breath and then nodded, "I know," she admitted and shifted a bit closer, nuzzling along my neck, "Everytime you're away alone, I just worry. Things can go wrong and I just feel better if one of us is with you."

    "I agree with that," Zrazta said as she padded into the chamber, "Even on a simple trip things can go wrong."

    I growled at her, "Now you're making me nervous about it!"

    She chuckled softly and gave me a lick at the same place as Sheila had.

    "I'll bind with a Swamp," Sheila said seriously, "I have no other duties… Once I have that, I can make soulstones again. I can come with you when you go in the future."

    "Need mortal form too," Ren pointed out gently, "At least for most places."

    Sheila growled at her before she sighed and nuzzled softly at her in apology, "...I know."

    I gave her a quick lick before I pulled back and looked at the small glowing orbs on the floor of the chamber and cast a spell to float them into my satchel, closing it tight.

    Giving my Consorts a nod, I then closed my eyes and focused, channeling my magic into my spark as I scraped my claws on the stone floor.

    Reality shattered around me like a mirror and I was left in the howling eternities, uncreation scrambling and tearing, solid concepts buffeting against me while real things no more substantial than ideas passed me by like smoke in a hurricane.

    I turned, looking around as I shifted towards one of the tiny little infinitely large looming dots in the close infinitely far away from me.

    Reality crashed down around me again and I stumbled, half spreading my wings for balance as I stopped and looked around.

    I was in a forest. A forest of some sort of leafy trees, the ground covered with fallen leaves. But it was summer or spring, it was warm enough, and the crowns of the trees were covered with rich green leaves.

    Listening, I looked around. No sound other than wind through the trees.

    No birds.

    Then again, not exactly rare just after I Walked in. Not sure if it was the lightshow, the giant predator or something else, but birds always freaked the fuck out when I appeared.

    Taking a deep breath, I turned my head to open one of my bags, lifting one of the containment spheres with my magic. It was glowing happily just like when I left.

    Awesome, it worked.

    Putting it back into my bag, I looked around. Alpha had said they wanted to start on a mountain far away from other people, which was fair. Not like they needed actual food to live or cared about cold any more than I did.

    Looking around, I spotted a clearing in the distance and quickly padded towards it. Too many trees to be able to easily take off from here.

    This was kind of a nice world to be honest. A good pick.

    Three running steps and I spread my wings and I was in the air, beating my wings hard as I drove myself up into the air, circling slowly higher.

    Banking, I scanned the horizon. Smoke from a village somewhere a couple of kilometers to the west in the forest. Better avoid those, a dragon might cause panic. Don't want to bother the mortals unless I have to.

    I turned, banking away, looking east instead.

    Snow covered mountains far in the distance, just poking over the horizon. That might work.

    Casting a blur spell over myself, I started to climb.
     
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    • So they're settling the Librarians in Arda.

    That's either going to work out really well, or really badly.

    I forget, did he encounter the Valar last time he was there?
     
    Atregos and Ren met Gandalf (I forget if he qualifies) and, indirectly, Sauron. I don't think they really saw any major mojo being worked.
     
    He almost casually created a copy of Elronds ring of power. It's powers were diminished but then again it didn't have the addictive properties the original does, nor will it diminish in power.

    Elrond himself watched him make it over a period of an hour or so without any tools but his own magic and to all appearances simply fiddling with a piece of metal-can't remember if it was mithril or silver- to produce a mimicry of one of the great rings of power.
    That has to leave an impression.
     
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    • "So, what do you think?" I asked, laying down in the thick snow as I watched the two Librarians slowly look around before me.

    Alpha turned towards me, "This will work well, Creator. We are close to a leyline."

    I nodded, "I made sure to pick one," I said, and flicked my head, causing my armour to deploy along the top of my head, placing a lens over my right eye as I looked around, "This was the most magically dense location I could find, at least far away from anything inhabited."

    Alpha nodded, "It seems to be. It is a good choice. Shall we unpack the equipment?"

    "Go ahead," I said and folded the lens away again, shifting my wings to give them better access to the four bags tied to the sides of my armour.

    Three were theirs and contained some equipment and supplies that they might need to get started, including some gems and jewelry to use for trade if necessary.

    I felt bad about leaving them here, I made them, to just abandon them on some other Plane…

    It didn't feel right. But not only was it a direct command from Alexstrasza as well as Kalecgos which meant I didn't really have a choice in the matter, but…

    ...They also had something of a point.

    Beta moved to put one bag down, before opening and looking through it. Closing it again, he moved to assist Alpha with the remaining two.

    I watched them as they worked.

    Putting the bags down, Alpha turned to me as the snow whirled in the slight wind, "Do you have anything in specific you wish for us, Creator?"

    I slowly stood up, shaking some snow off myself as I looked to them, "Try to keep peace with the locals if possible. Collect and curate knowledge and build a powerful defensive fortress to hold it."

    They both bowed before Beta looked at me, "What is your plan now, Creator?"

    "Now, I'm going to hunt something to eat," I told him and stretched my wings, "Then I'm going to map as much of the area as I can before I have to Walk back. At least give you an idea of where the local villages and towns are."

    "We will begin construction, Creator."

    "Sounds like a plan," I agreed, and then turned and spread my wings against the wind before throwing myself into the air, climbing higher as I circled before diving down the side of the mountain towards the forest far below.

    Now to find something to eat. Maybe a deer, I felt like deer today. Not completely sure, but I don't think I tried one on this Plane before.

    They always tasted slightly different, but I had yet to run into a deer that wasn't tasty.

    I bet they will be equally nice on this Plane. Oooh, Crocolisk maybe? But I have only found those on Azeroth and Outland so I bet I wouldn't be that lucky.

    But deer were common enough on most Planes, so my odds were good.

    I rested on my wings as I scanned the forest below, slowly banking back and forth. Come on, where are you little snack...

    Where ar-

    There.

    I folded my wings and dove like a falcon, eyes locked at my target. A large buck with impressive antlers, moving with a small herd of other deer.

    I half spread my wings, shifting my course, twisting slightly and then spreading my wings wide and hard as I crashed down on top of him with a bone crunching impact, my jaws snapping down on his neck and giving it a twist and snapp.

    The other prey honked and squeaked in terror and surprise, jumping high as they bounced away through the forest.

    I ignored them and dug into my meal.

    I had been right. Deer was just as tasty on this Plane as on most, if possibly a bit bland. Ripping a piece free, I gulped it down and then blinked.

    Something was shimmering in the sky.

    I slowly tilted my head, looking up towards them. What was that? Play of the light through the leaves. I lowered my muzzle again and ripped another chunk free and then paused and glanced back again.

    Stronger shimmers, lights, shifting in all colours.

    Swallowing, I took a step off the deer and then glanced down at it. What in the fuck did that deer eat?!

    The lights shimmered and shifted, glowing red, blue, white, green and even black. Whirling and moving. What…

    I didn't feel like I was drugged. They looked… real. Somehow, they gave me a sense of… Doom.

    Ravnica.

    They came from Ravnica.

    Come here.

    Come here.

    Come here.

    Come here and meet your Doom.

    I took another step back and shook my head, closing my eyes. I could see them still, even with my eyes closed.

    They were real. But they were in my head!

    They were in my head!

    Come to Ravnica. Come to your Doom.

    I shook my head again and dug my claws into the ground. In my head. That… it was him Had to be.. The Mindwalker, the Telepath. Jace Beleren. Leader of the Gatewatch.

    Snarling, I took another step back.

    Come to Ravnica. Doom.

    It was him. Had to be. Why would he… He was trying to trap me, to attack me, to drag me there into a trap!

    I growled and took another step back, wings half spread. No. I'm not going, I'm not falling into your trap!

    Come to Ravnica. Come to your Doom.

    But… how could he…

    If he got me there, he wouldn't know where I would appear… unless he had a way to track me. But if he could track me here, then he could track me there or…

    Have a way to redirect me to somewhere.

    But I couldn't Walk yet in any case, it has only been a day. If I walk this early, I'll… I can't walk this early. It would completely wipe me out for hours.

    Come to Ravnica. Come to your Doom.

    The lights. The lights were shining. Shimmering.

    Calling to me.

    Shifting another half step back, I growled deeply, digging my claws into the ground beneath me as my tail lashed. Jace Belaren.

    The Gatewatch.

    I could see them doing it if they thought me a threat. I could see Lilliana going along with something as cold as calling me there to kill me.

    But… Chandra…. She'd burn me alive if she thought me a threat, but this wasn't the way she acted. Wasn't her style.

    Which meant that either she was out or…

    The Mind Mage.

    I shook my head again trying to clear it. Come to Ravnica. Come to your Doom.

    I snarled and my armour deployed across me, sliding along my legs and wings, my helmet covering my head and the small crystals through it thrummed to full power.

    You want me in your trap? You better hope it's perfect.

    Because here I come.

    Reality shattered around me.
     
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    • welp thats a mistake going in with out a plan :D shows he young and asking for a scolding later on:d

    quick question did he now lose the library he had build on his home plane ?
     
    stads said:
    welp thats a mistake going in with out a plan :D shows he young and asking for a scolding later on:d

    quick question did he now lose the library he had build on his home plane ?
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    It was a magical compulsion affecting Atregos, which is why he went without preparation. Also he can't really plan ahead because he has no idea what is waiting for him
     
    Yeeees more interaction with the 'main cast' as it were. I have to wonder how Atregos and Niv-Mizzet will interact with each other, because they are both 'Dragons of Magi-Science' as it were.
     
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    • Reality crashed down around me and it was fire and screaming. I stumbled, feeling as weak as a kitten but my armour didn't let me fall, taking over holding me up as smoothly as anything.

    Fire roared all around, but nobody was attacking me as I quickly scanned the room I was in.

    Correction, mostly in. I had appeared in what must have been a wall, and the wall had lost. Badly. The building was also on fire and the air filled with smoke.

    It didn't look like I did that either.

    Somebody close by screamed, and I turned my head to see a woman and a young boy on the floor, she was covering him with her body and screaming in terror.

    Suddenly there was a groaning sound from above and I commanded my armour to move. I jumped forward, wings half spread as I moved over the two small humans as the roof collapsed inwards.

    I felt the impact even through my powered armour and I crouched slightly with a snarl of effort. My vision dimmed, darkness creeping in from the edges and I growled, closing my eyes for a second, forcing it back with a pure effort of will.

    When I opened my eyes again, the woman was staring up at me, her soot-covered face streaked with tears, her eyes wide in terror.

    "Can you move?" I asked as gently as I could.

    She trembled and started to answer before coughing on the smoke. She finally managed a nod, "T-there is no way out."

    I growled and shouldered the debri off myself, shaking it to the side before I stood up fully, spreading one powered and armoured wing towards the closest wall in a powerful sweep.

    The wall exploded outwards in a shower of debri.

    "There is now," I said and stepped over them, lowering myself, "Get on my back and hold on. Can you get him there?"

    She stared at me, eyes wide before she set her jaw and managed a nod, moving to haul the unconscious boy up, and pushed him into the saddle part my armour shifted into at my command.

    After he was in place, she struggled to climb in behind him. As soon as she was in the saddle, I commanded my armour to lock her in place, and parts shifted to wrap around her thighs as I moved towards the hole in the building.

    It was just one of several that was on fire that I could see from here.

    People were running in the streets, some seemed to be trying to fight the fires with equipment or magic. I jumped out of the third story and spread my wings, coming in for landing on a relatively clear piece of street.

    It was clear because it was covered by a collapsed building, but at least there weren't any people there.

    I landed a bit harder than I had planned but I got them down cleanly.

    Unlatching them from my armour, she quickly slid off me, pulling the boy along. I turned my head and let my satchel drop.

    Come on. Focus.

    I closed my eyes and pulled hard on what little magic I had left before transforming to my mortal form. I dropped, collapsing to my knees, my hand against the debris as I struggled to breath in the smoke-filled air.

    Screams.

    Yelling. Smoke and dust, the smell of blood and death. What the fuck was even going on here!?

    "H-help us!"

    I looked over, the woman was leaning over the boy, her hands on a large burn on his arm. Gritting my teeth, I struggled over, grabbing my satchel on the way as I checked him over, feeling his pulse and throat.

    "He's alive, but weak. What happened?"

    She looked at me with wide eyes, "T-the… there was fire and he fell and then the drag… you…"

    I nodded and dug into my satchel by feel, pulling out a healing potion, pulling the cork out of it with my teeth before pouring it down his throat.

    He groaned after a couple of seconds.

    "He'll live," I said and sighed, tossing the bottle away and looking around, "Do you have any idea what happened here?"

    She shook her head and hugged him to her chest, "I-I don't know. I'm sorry, I don't know, I…" she said and sobbed before she looked to me again, "Thank you."

    I nodded and got up, struggling onto my feet and putting my hand on a wooden beam sticking up from the rubble.

    People all around, but nobody had paid special attention to us. Considering I had flown down in my real form, they must have been exceptionally busy with other things not to care about a fucking dragon.

    In my experience, people tended to react to that normally. As in, gawking, pointing, or, often, screaming.

    Reaching up to grab my goggles with my free hand, I pulled them down over my eyes and looked around. Magic everywhere, fires burning, and smoke filling the streets.

    Somewhere down the street, a five story building collapsed with a world-shaking crash, a cloud of dust exploding from it.

    What the hell was going on here? Why did that thing call me here, I thought it would be a trap but…

    Jumping down from the fallen piece of wall, I almost fell before I turned around and adjusted my goggles to pierce through the smoke and dust choking the air.

    Magic.

    Magic shimmered everywhere, people and their magic standing out clearly and…

    Shapes. Shapes beneath the fallen building. Some were still moving. Others were fading.

    Oh.

    I turned, looking around quickly before spotting a man in silvery armour and what had likely once been a white and red cloak once, the rest of his tabard torn and somewhat scorched. He was sitting with his head in his hands.

    I made my way over to him, "Guard!"

    He didn't move and I reached up, grabbing his chest plate by the left edge with my hand and lifting him onto his feet with a snarl, "On your feet, soldier!" I snarled at him.

    He looked at me with wide and surprised eyes, "W-wha-"

    "There are people trapped in the rubble! Gather some people and get them out!"

    "But-"

    "Do your duty, soldier!" I snarled to him and pushed him away, "Get to it!"

    He started moving, seemingly out of reflex, almost looking surprised that he was before he nodded quickly, "R-right! Yes sir!"

    "That building there!" I yelled to him and pointed, before I turned and looked around, struggling to avoid passing out from the effort, scanning the burning buildings.

    There.

    That building had magic forms on the third floor still. I stalked towards the open door and felt for my vambrace, pressing one of the gems there and a shield erupted around myself in a sphere, pushing smoke and dust away from the air around myself.

    I broke into a run.
     
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    • I carefully helped the old man to sit down, his long previously white beard looking slightly scorched on the edges, "Just sit and take slow breaths, okay?"

    He managed a small nod, patting my shoulder as he breathed slowly but deeply.

    Standing back up, I rubbed the back of my neck, scanning the buildings around me. Some had people still in them, but they were moving around under their own power and none in the buildings actively on fire.

    Crossing over to the guard... from Boros I think if I read his colours right... was heaving hard on a fallen beam, trying to lift it and the debris on it. I grabbed with him and lifted, the claws on my gauntlets digging into the hardwood.

    The beam was heavy, but moved with both of us, lifting the debris enough to allow a young woman in dirty red and blue to haul a man free from beneath it all. He was in bad shape, arms and legs misshapen, but he was breathing.

    As soon as he was free, we let the entire thing drop back down.

    The guard looked at me and nodded once, "Anyone else?" he asked.

    I scanned the wreckage and then shook my head, "Not here. Nobody... alive at least."

    He nodded and offered me his hand, "Jasken."

    "Atreus," I said in return, giving his hand a shake before letting go again, "What happened here?"

    He shook his head, "I don't know, I-" he started before he looked towards one of the burning houses, "I was visiting my girlfriend when everything just went up in flames."

    "She okay?"

    Jasken nodded, "I think so. I told her to go out the back way, to run. Something big moved past here and I... I don't know what. Didn't see much and then everything was..."

    "I do," a voice said and I looked over as the young woman in red and blue walked up to join us as a healer looked at the man she pulled free. She had short red hair and green eyes, a cut running across her temple. It was no longer bleeding, thankfully.

    "You are?"

    "Aishia," she answered and crossed her arms, "We did this."

    I raised an eyebrow at her, "You did this?" I asked, slightly sceptically. She looked sixteen, if that. Not that it was a reliable measure for magic, but come on.

    "Not me specifically," she said and frowned down at her red armband, "Izzet. I'm an apprentice at the facility at the end of the street. Something happened and the leyline running through containment fluctuated, and one of the golem prototypes went insane, it started to smash and try to kill anything it came across. It wouldn't answer to commands."

    "You did this!?" Jasken exclaimed and reached out to grab her by the collar. Before he could, I grabbed his collar in turn, pulling him back out of range.

    "No time for that," I told him calmly, "Besides, don't you think there might be somebody better to blame than random apprentice number four?"

    Aishia didn't particularly look like she appreciated being called that, but the Boros guard calmed down, "...you're right," he admitted and shook his head, looking away.

    I looked at her, "Did you people manage to get it under control?"

    She shook her head, "I don't know, I came to help. Everybody else was still working, but there was nothing I could do there to help."

    Just as she said that, a troop of Boros guards came jogging down the street, a mix of mostly humans, but also some minotaurs and a couple of goblin cavalry, riding what looked like a pair of large dogs.

    They came to a halt close to us and Jasken quickly saluted the lead Minotaur, "Commander."

    The Minotaur moved over to us, towering over us all by at least a head, and wearing heavy plate mail, carrying a big axe and shield, "Private," he rumbled with a nod, "What happened here? Report."

    Jasket explained to him what had happened. The Minotaur simply listened to the end before he nodded and let out an impressive snort, "Izzet," he grumbled and then looked at the nervous girl, "How far could your construct have gotten?"

    "I-I don't know."

    He scowled, "Well, it can't be hard to find. Alright men!" he said, raising his voice again, "Move ou-"

    He didn't get further than that when he was interrupted by an explosion and a roar at the other end of the street, as a building more or less exploded outwards in a ball of flame as a gigantic construct stepped through it. It was more or less bipedal, but made of some sort of coppery metal, covered with dust and debri. It had four arms, the upper pair having a pair of claws, and the lower pair seemed to be a pair of large flamethrowers. Gouts of flame shot out from somewhere on its shoulders, and its relatively small head scanned with optical lenses. It turned, stomping towards us, flames shooting towards the buildings on each side of the street.

    "Get ready! Shield formation!" The Minotaur roared and his men responded, their shields interlocking before them as they went into position, magical shields deploying between them and over them.

    "Any chance of turning it off?" I asked the girl.

    She shook her head and looked around, as if looking for a way to escape, "We already tried!"

    "Okay," I said, raised my hand, and, dumping what little magic I had been able to recover since I Walked in, took aim at its upper body between my fingers and triggered my gauntlet.

    Oh, this was going to suck.

    There was a tiny flash of light, almost like a reflection from a small mirror in the center of its chest. Then there was a massive thumping sound and the upper half of the construct simply stopped existing, as it collapsed in on itself to a single point. A split second later it exploded, sending shockwaves and debris flying, the bottom half of the construct smashing into the ground beneath it in a hail of shrapnel.

    Silence. Not a sound across the entire street other than the rain of pulverized construct metal that rained down at random spots.

    I suddenly felt very faint, but kept standing by pure effort of will. It wouldn't do to let the mortals see me fall over and sleep for a week like I felt like doing.

    The Minotaur slowly turned around and looked at me.

    I lowered my arm.
     
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    • It really sounds like he's acting under Summoning sickness.

    Shouldn't you normally appear near your summoner when summoned?
     
    Jokarun said:
    It really sounds like he's acting under Summoning sickness.

    Shouldn't you normally appear near your summoner when summoned?
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    No, Atregos's method of Walking is different from other planeswalkers. Unlike others, he doesn't need to replicate the way he Walked for the first time, he just needs to channel Mana into his soul, which is much faster. The problem is, it takes all of his Mana, and in this case, he had only 1 day to recover from his previous Walk when he was forced to come here, which isn't enough time.
     
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    Aalin said:
    I believe he means that if he got more mana, would there be some left over. Or does a jump always consume all the mana.

    I personally think its not a set amount and changes with distance.
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    That would make sense. Mind you, Planeswalkers are not known for making an abundance of sense.

    Hiver said:
    Each Walk uses all of his mana, getting more would not help.
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    I present to you, Exhibit A. (a.k.a. I got ninja'd.)
     
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