Air Time - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
23/9/475
Log
Peril didn't even give a backward glance at the crash and rattle of the growing air magics,, only continuing to hurry away as fast as she could comfortable travel with her hastily stowed burden, taking advantage of any shelter she could find from the escaping wings. With her lead on the rest of the audience the little feline had more than enough time to reach a safe distance and vanish down another street where she felt comfortable to stop and properly pack away her things.
Peril says, "ooc it is official. the RNG is a vindictive bastard XD"
Sally's spell destabilizes the out of control air magic, sending it towards the city gates with decreased speed and direction. At the foxes guidance the crowd escapes without any damage or tramplings, surely they deserve praise for their actions. The flower runs towards the city gates with magic prepped in hand, and soon after she is out of sight a mighty crash can be heard, the gates collapsing on themselves. but the spell has been dispersed.
Sally scowls as she tucks away the spell. A bitter triumph. She looks around, checking for injuries. Seeing all is well, she hurries in the direction of the gate, jingling wildly as the bangles on her tail ring and clash.
Peril,once all her materials safely stored away in her bag risks a peek around the corner to see what was happening. Her curiosity roused by the lack of screams and anguished cries of the fallen.
The flower girl lays unconcious at the foot of a building, the gates are pure rubble. They will need swift repair for the cities safety. The elepahant, Tom, follows Sally towards the scene and frowns. "I'll tell her she won when she gets up, but this was not a fruitful day." he says with a sigh. The guards who had been at the gate re-emerge from cover and scowl. "This isn't going to go well." one of them says as they survey the wreckage.
Sally approaches swiftly, already barking out orders, "Let's get this rubble cleared away. I need three university investigators to find who rigged that magic to go off. No witnesses. You're either cleaning or getting out of the way!" she shouts as she descends on the scene and gets to work.
Absent of any obvious danger, the little feline slipped around the corner, sticking close to the buildings as she moved back in the direction of where the contest had been taking place. Nearing the inscribed paving stones, she moved out to examine them more closely, looking over what remained of the etching a moment before pulling open her little pouch and pulling out her notes, eager to look them over again.
The guards work with Miss Sally to achieve the goal of cleaning the rubble up, although more than a few of them had seen Jia the flower girl dispell the magic. A few investigators approach where Peril is and she is hurried off. What a fine mess this contest has turnd out to be.
Peril hangs about nearby regardless, though at a reasonably safe distance to watch the clean up while wondering just what motive there could be for the gate of the city to be destroyed in such a fashion, or why the gate was so easily destroyed by a single rogue spell for that matter throwing it all into whatever grand conspiracy plot she could think of which she would happily retell in the taverns later that night.
You make a mess, you help clean it. Sally remains at the gate until the way is clear for traffic, and volunteers to be on the team to help rebuild the new one, the sooner the better, "House Solacious will not leave the city undefended," she assures.
