<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/><hr/><br/>It was a rare item, but one that he needed desperately in order to complete the enchantment. Okay, it was a stupid idea. Noah Turgeon, also known as Magus, was searching for a dodo feather - one of the rarest items in the occult since the bird went extinct in 1662. Now standing in the ruins of New York at 2 in the morning, Noah was rethinking his quest.<br/><br/>Nearby were the ruins of a metaphysical supply store, Enchantments. Noah assumed that most of the items left in the ruins would have been untouched. What was someone going to use a feather for in this lifetime?<br/><br/>Grasping a pendulum with an amazonite on the end, Noah closed his eyes. He was carefully hid in the shadows so as to not arouse any passerby – as if that would happen. “Find the feather, find the feather, find the feather.” It was real magic that stirred in Noah and the pendulum was really just for show. As the power stirred in his body his mind began to project. It was as though a spirit of himself walked the street. His astral projection moved down an alley and around a corner.<br/><br/>His mind was not led down the street where Noah thought the destroyed Enchantments store was located. Instead, it continued forward and stopped. The vision in front of him was clear as day. The shining letter “A” was definitely a powerful force summoning him to its presence.<br/><br/>Noah didn’t just see the “A” but also felt the history as though through the eyes of others. Such pain. Terrible suffering. Darkness. Despair. Noah’s physical body reached for his neck as though being choked by an invisible smoke. His astral form stood motionless.<br/><br/>In all the negative emotions flooding him, Noah became overwhelmed with something else. Hope. This emotion grew as the light of the “A” strengthened. The shattered letter began to remake itself, healing the cracks and growing in brightness.<br/><br/>It was a beacon.<br/><br/>Noah’s astral project dissipated and joined his physical body. Taking a deep breath he pocketed the pendulum and began to make his way to the ruins of Stark Tower. The dodo bird feather would have to wait.<br/>