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"But it wasen't a spell Seph... It was a sword meeting bear flesh... Stupid mage. You won't be getting those back, one of the wolf pups started playing with them." ~She walks over to the fallen Dieter, glancing sorrowfully at the carnage that was once his body. She stoops down, trying to bandage cuts on his ash-covered face. Then the time stop takes its tole and the spells barrage her. With a final concious breath she falls onto Dieter's scarred chest.~
ooc: SEPH, THAT IS WHAT YOU WOULD CALL POWER-PLAYING. I hope you have something to justify that. I mean, your balls are gone forever now but still! That dosen't even give me a chance!
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