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video; un: morgan
Name: Arthur Morgan
Date: Maiuril 2nd, evening
Format: video
[ The video opens upside-down; it appears the poster hasn't meant to actually use video. For any Witches gifted in Divination or dream-based magic, they may see, for a moment, that it looks like there is a golden glow of sun drenching the landscape, illuminating a stag who looks like it is making its way toward the outskirts of Aefenglom. One blink and it's gone, both stag and sun, and instead there is the sound of labored breathing and the deep blue of the evening - the only things that anyone without those magics would have picked up on. save the distant sight of the north-eastern section of the outer city. ]
Anyone- aw, shit-
[ The low Western drawl of Arthur Morgan clearly marks him as a Mirrorbound, and after a bit of fumbling, the compass is turned. His face, now bearded, still looks pale in the dark; there is dried blood along the line of his hair and running down the side of his cheek from under his hat. ]
Uh, anyone- around? Been out in the woods [ for... a few months... ] getting the lay of the land a bit - it's turning winter in there - and I got into it with one some of them Shades.
[ There's a howl in the distance and Arthur grimaces, drawing a wooden bow with enchantments carved into it. ]
I know they ain't gonna let me back in the city like this.
[ The compass tilts, and what he means by 'like this' is clear; the shadowy marks of a Cwyld infection are spreading from a savage, still-healing, almost definitely infected by more than the Cwyld bite on his opposite arm. ]
Did what I could for it, but with it bein' autumn and then winter out there, couldn't find a lot of the herbs I'd need.
[ Another howl sounds, closer this time - with a second going up to join it. His grimace turns into a scowl, and Arthur notches at arrow. ]
Follow the sound of the howls, I guess-
[ His compass is dropped down, the video bouncing as Arthur takes off at a jog before the feed cuts off. ]
Date: Maiuril 2nd, evening
Format: video
[ The video opens upside-down; it appears the poster hasn't meant to actually use video. For any Witches gifted in Divination or dream-based magic, they may see, for a moment, that it looks like there is a golden glow of sun drenching the landscape, illuminating a stag who looks like it is making its way toward the outskirts of Aefenglom. One blink and it's gone, both stag and sun, and instead there is the sound of labored breathing and the deep blue of the evening - the only things that anyone without those magics would have picked up on. save the distant sight of the north-eastern section of the outer city. ]
Anyone- aw, shit-
[ The low Western drawl of Arthur Morgan clearly marks him as a Mirrorbound, and after a bit of fumbling, the compass is turned. His face, now bearded, still looks pale in the dark; there is dried blood along the line of his hair and running down the side of his cheek from under his hat. ]
Uh, anyone- around? Been out in the woods [ for... a few months... ] getting the lay of the land a bit - it's turning winter in there - and I got into it with one some of them Shades.
[ There's a howl in the distance and Arthur grimaces, drawing a wooden bow with enchantments carved into it. ]
I know they ain't gonna let me back in the city like this.
[ The compass tilts, and what he means by 'like this' is clear; the shadowy marks of a Cwyld infection are spreading from a savage, still-healing, almost definitely infected by more than the Cwyld bite on his opposite arm. ]
Did what I could for it, but with it bein' autumn and then winter out there, couldn't find a lot of the herbs I'd need.
[ Another howl sounds, closer this time - with a second going up to join it. His grimace turns into a scowl, and Arthur notches at arrow. ]
Follow the sound of the howls, I guess-
[ His compass is dropped down, the video bouncing as Arthur takes off at a jog before the feed cuts off. ]
Video
Arthur! W-Where are you-
[Oops nope, the feed ended]
Crap. That can't be good at all...
Video
When the video feed clicks back on, Arthur has clearly found a perch on top of some of the ruins of the outer city. He's as far out as he can be, not having wanted to draw his pursuers closer - there are people living out here, after all, and not all of them can defend themselves as well as Arthur can. As long as none of them go Shade and attack him too, he figures he's got a decent chance. Better here than a lone man on the ground against a pack, anyway. ]
Outer city, [ he grunts; his compass is around his neck now, his voice closer to it, and it means Elliot can see what Arthur sees. ] North-east, closest to the forest. But there's a whole damn, massive pack of these coyotes and who knows what else out here - coyotes at least have been tracking me since I ran into them in the woods.
[ The howling starts up again - singing, more like, accompanied by some yipping. It's close, some of it echoing off abandoned, ruined buildings, and just as Arthur had said, there are a great many voices. ]
Usually wouldn't bother a person, but infected and with as many as there are... and with that big nasty Shade with them... Well, guess they decided they didn't want to let me go so easily.
Re: Video
[Way to make things as difficult as possible Arthur!!! ]
I can heal your infection, but I don't think I can take on that many fiends. We need to think of a way to shake them off your trail.
Video
[ It does not help. Also, his bad, Elliot. ]
Shame I don't have any dynamite to throw at them.
Re: Video
[STILL A SHADE ARTHUR]
Hmm...are you a witch or a monster?
Video
A witch.
[ does he look like he's changed at all to you Elliot gosh ]
Video
Okay- I don't suppose you've attended any of the classes have you?
Video
I have, actually. Figured I should know what I'm dealin' with.
[ wtf why did you just assume he didn't go to school :( ]
Video
Oh good! A lot of people skip, so...
[He clears his throat]
Anyway, maybe if you did a spell to throw them off your trail, that'd help. I got a spell that'll silent your movements. And maybe make an illusion spell of a smell or something...?
Video
Silence would be good. Illusion could work, if I can get scent in there...
[ Arthur grimaces slightly, glancing down at his injured arm. ]
Not sure how good it'll be, but maybe if I cast it far enough away and they chase it...