Thread: Scouts of the Inquisition (Alvis & Sync)

One of the burning forms never made it to their little group the other got half-way, maybe. Loriel was watching, but only to pay attention enough to know where to attack next. At Disas roar, the magelings staff had started swinging, sending angry bolts of electricity humming towards her intended targets. Once again the staff proved a curious object capable of sending energy unerringly at the target designated by the wielder, never missing, never doing large amounts of damage, always doing damage enough to cause injuryand death, after a few successful strikes. It was times like this she liked being a mageuntil the battle came to her. Garret was doing his best to stay near her, she knew. She was only vaguely aware of his proximity, in truth. She had a rough idea where their sergeant was, too she had no idea where their hunter was. She could only guess the man had remained close to the rest of them. So far no Avvar had closed to her, but she knew that wouldnt remain that way for long. Sooner or later shed become a direct target. She felt the pattern for the fire-spell Immolate, she knew the common name to be replenish in her mind, and she pushed her will out again, causing another explosion in the midst of a group of Avvar who were milling around between Disa and Garret, trying to position themselves to better attack. The burst of fire in their midst sent them into momentary disarray she could tell from the cries of pain and discomfort from seared flesh and burning clothes. Butthey just didnt stop coming. She knew shed managed to drop a couple of Avvar herself, but there were always more of them. Garret told her to cover Disa. She nodded that she would, but she couldnt just yet the pattern for the spell hadnt replenished in her mind. It took time for spell patterns to refresh in her mind after being expended, and that time wasnt fixed some patterns refreshed quicker than others. She also had to be mindful of how much she pushed her will and reserves if she pushed too hard shed become exhausted, and then shed be no good to anyone. It was a curious relationship, that between mage and staff and will and Fade to Loriel, it seemed that while casting a spell expended a spell pattern and drew from her reserves of will, each use of her staff encouraged both pattern and will to replenish. No mage even pretended to fully understand how it worked, but no mage denied that it did. She felt the pattern for the barrier spell finally replenish and she quickly drew on her will to refuel it. She could catch herself and Disa and Garret in its areabut she didnt know where the hunter was to know to include him. As she felt the tingle on her skin to let her know she was again protected, she had no idea whether the hunter was also protected. It was annoying that a barrier could ward off swords and spells and arrows, but not rain. Theres so many! she called out as she sent another chain of energy bolts flying from her staff at an approaching Avvar warrior, dropping the man just before he could position himself to flank Garret. A few moments later and another burst of fire erupted near the rear of the Avvar ranks, causing another to yell in pain as his hide armour caught alight and began burning.