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Mage of Shadow
"Why of course, Rodie, Boy! I can certainly take care of that for you..."
The Shadow Mage was a mage, and not a cleric...so he should not have had powers to heal. However, he no ordinary mage, either. The powers he worked were beyond what most people on this forum had dealt with before, and the point that he was a demi-god lent him untold authorities beyond the norm.
Therefore, the Mage could do as he wished with this form of unending magical supply. Even alter the past if he so chose.
The Mage rose into the air once again, calling upon his powers to do his will. A dark and swirling mist began to vortex in the middle of the room and a cow stepped through, obviously surprised at its new surrounding. It began to pine for help as it ran to a corner of the room. No sooner had it done so that the shadows around it formed eery dark claws that grabbed the cow and held her in place. She began to scream with terror, which did not last long. One of the shadows poured down her throat and she began to convulse.
When the mist of darkness poured from her nostrils, she was dead. The mist looked like a ghost in cow-shape as it formed on the ground, and began to walk to a now-nervous Rodie. The cow-ghost's eyes were black obsidian and her form was fiery and unnearthly.
She stopped. The Mage smiled. Then the cow-ghost leapt into the air toward the horrified Rodie and flew up his nose, turning to mist again as she went.
In an instant it was done.
The mage looked at Rodie who was not quite sure what had happened by the look on his face.
"I gave you her energy of life. The strength she had has been transferred to you and you have now been healed.
Now the fun begins with Roderik. Roderik! I call you forth to fend for your life!"
The Mage clapped his hands once, and was gone in a dark swirl.
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