MonkeyWrench wrote:Rand gives the signal for the mages to unleash the scroll of fogs, hopefully interrupting whatever Fenrin is about to do. Rand will then ready a spell as he makes his way closer to the platform and Fenrin...
The scrolls are unfurled and the words are spoken. Fenrin's attention quickly diverts to the crowd as this occurs, pausing midway through his incantation. With widened eyes he watches as clouds of fog start to pour forth into the area, blurring the guards, the people, the platform... He clenches his teeth and looks towards the direction of where the platform was. He rushes his pace as he hears the creaking and groaning of wooden supports bending and snapping.
"Bound and gagged, you are STILL causing me trouble! Damn you to hell!!" shouts Fenrin as he steps onto the now slanted platform.
"Wait... unless... no, NO they were taken care of!"
Fenrin, a skilled magic user himself, is quick to pick up on the sources of the fog and the distances they are being cast from.
They overlapped the areas of effect well, cancelling just one source out will only solve part of the problem. Damn that Matkinsai, he is still interfering with my plans! I should of eliminated those upstarts when I had the chance! "I will at least see who it is that shall taste this axe of mine! Unveil yourself!" With a silent roar, he extends his fist out and utters an ancient word of power; the ring on his finger, in response, glows and bursts forth in a flash of light!
The crowds gathered for the execution become very uneasy about the sudden change in weather, some of them showing signs of dangerous fright. The guards ready themselves, for what, they are not quite sure. Fortunately for them all, the events taking place on the platform are being concealed by the now thick fog, the sounds from within muffled by the rising murmurs of crowds.