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    The others who had followed Elsa upstairs felt cold sweat bead on their skin as she spoke the words of her incantation again, focusing her will across the thirty miles or more that separated her and her familiar. It was not something her tutors in the Colleges had ever taught her to do - but with Morrslieb's frantic heartbeat hammering in her head, she felt herself doing it all the same.

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    For a moment, Elsa saw herself in the heart of the storm. She felt the whipping of the wind in her hair, the sting of the rain on her skin. Stretching out her hands, she channelled the dry heat of Aqshy against it, boiling away the cloud that enveloped her - but it was only a tiny part of the greater whole. Lightning flashed in the depths of the storm - by its flickering light, the shadows in the clouds seemed to take the shape of a jackal's skull.


    There was a crack like a striking spark, and Elsa staggered back, nearly falling against the bed. Somewhere in the far distance, thunder muttered again. The storm had not been stopped.

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    As Morrslieb fled, hopping erratically along the ground, the jackal seemed to give up on solving this particular problem with its teeth. Walking slowly after Morrslieb, its body broke apart into a whirl of black dust, the red fires of its eyes burning bright as they rose to a new height. When the swirling darkness coalesced into a new form, it was the one they had fought upon the Temple mound - a withered mockery of the human form, swathed in ragged black.

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    Nahorek transforms into 'human' form and casts Gaze of Nagash.

    (3d10)[7][3][9](19)+5 (Wellspring of Dhar)
    Dark Magic - (1d10)[3]
    Damage - (1d10+4)[5]

    Seems like his heart's not really in it today. 4 wounds - Morrslieb still lives.


    The vampire rasped a word in his ancient language, and a bolt of Dhar ripped into Morrslieb, his feathers whitening and crumbling under its entropic touch. Ghost-lights swarmed in the air around Nahorek, their eerie glow doing nothing to disguise the darkness that still burned in his eyes.
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