*Tarelth looks up, a strange blue glow in his eyes.*

"I... I'm not sure.... This land, something about it. I feel pulled, like a glass of water poured into a bathtub. I can't figure it out either, my sence ability is gone, it's as though there is nothing out there, no life, no spells being cast, nothing. What do you make of it Hex? Can you feel it?"

((God, I those OOC premonitions are getting accurate. As soon as we came into this world I kept getting the feeling that Tarelth would not be comfortable here. I couldn't explain it but I understand now. Tarelth is a magical creature, his magic stems from the energy around him, his aura, in this void that energy is being pulled. He can cast still but the more power that leaks from him the weaker he will get, physicly, and the more ambient magic that will be around. Unless of course there is an active force draining it in which case he will simply get weaker.))

((And yes, I do get visions and premonitions. Not usualy about anything importand though, as in this case.))
Tarelth Hawkion
Platinum Moon Founder




"The eye of the dragon has opened.
The lair of the dragon has spoken.
The hills of the dragon have shaken.
For the dragon has awoken."