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She pats Arcades' hand with her own, and smiles up at him. She turns slightly, looking back into the cottage, and narrows her eyes playfully at Larry whispering, "Prank spell? Now who around here would do that to you..." Her smile fades slightly and her face takes on a knowing look, although the light in her eyes is controlled to a more subtle color of purple, with the hints of silver that normally blaze with emotion barely reflecting the light around her.
She tilts her head slightly, thinking upon her answer, then raises one ungloved hand, the rune carved there burning a bright blue as she speaks in a voice that carries ancient tones with it into the air,
"The cats can still smell the residue of the shadow on you, Larry. As can I and Arcades.... and others.."She glances at Liam then back at Larry."You may think you have lost all your powers, but in truth, I believe we have not seen the last of them or their effects. The only question for the time being is whether or not you will use the residual for the right reasons, or revert to some other type of shadow magic. I believe that is one reason there are so many who are watching you, and one reason the Shadow Mage still wants you dead. If you were completely powerless, why would he still want you dead, instead of letting you wallow in misery?.."
She lowers her hand, and looks back at the sky, this being the longest phrase she as spoken to anyone in quite awhile...
As she awaits the reactions to her statement, she follows the wind thru the trees, carefully marking the directions and movement, as her thoughts turn to the WindBringer and a small look of concern crosses her face briefly....
[ 06-16-2004, 06:34 PM: Message edited by: TAOWolf ]
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