ooc: sorry people, I only just woke up and just looked at this thread. (damn different timezones)
ic: the sorcerer swore, he didn't know the woman, but if he wanted to get paid, he would have to help.
He ran out after the woman, and started muttering lowly, until eventually he released the magical energy, pinpointing the exact location of one of the remaining assassins.
Now knowing where they were, he started chanting again and started blasting miniature fire balls at the attacker, disrupting him and giving the stranger a better chance of escape.
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Resident cantankerous sorcerer of the Clan HADB
and Sorcerous Nuttella salesman of the O.R.T
Long live HADB!!!
'What doesn't kill me makes me stronger'
[This message has been edited by Talthyr Malkaviel (edited 10-29-2001).]