<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.lisimg.com/5655195/280full.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Noah Turgeon<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Magus (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284160.msg13983935#msg13983935)<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>1:20 AM / April 6, 2102<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ruins of New York<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong><br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>None<br/><br/>It finished almost as quickly as it started. Magus now was surrounded by new ruins of New York. As though the City could take much more. There wasn't much left...of anything. Yet somehow here he was in the middle of it with several others trying to protect the vulnerable. Fate's strings entangled them in this mess.<br/><br/>Glancing around the carnage had not just been to the streets and buildings, but also the people. Noah wasn't a physician, but understood basic first aid. Unfortunately, magic wasn't as helpful in this regard. Spells didn't have a consciousness of their own. He couldn't just fix people without either intricate knowledge of how, or a very pointed spell.<br/><br/>Instead, Magus did have a hopeful spell that could work. As the glowing blue orb faded from existence, Magus put his hands together and closed his eyes. “Pain subside, healing begin. Pain subside, healing begin. Pain subside, healing begin.”<br/><br/>A warmth began to take over the wounded. Magus stimulated the autoimmune system to begin to heal the body while simultaneously dulling the central nervous system to remove some of the pain. People's bodies would have to heal on their own, but Magus was able to kick start them.<br/><br/>Magus looked around, wondering if someone was going to take the lead.<br/>