<strong>Dexter</strong><br/><br/>The runes interwoven through the structure didn't say very much, they were more for the practical use of sustaining the structure's integrity against the ravages of time and in the present situation, upholding it in mid-air (mid-water?)<br/><br/>The markings surrounding the hatch indicated it was sealed by way of an Arcane Lock, however. Whoever carved these incantations knew what he was doing. There was not a single fault to be found in any of them, and they glowed as bright now as they would have the moment they were enscribed into the stone, even underneath all the sealife and underwater foliage that had accumulated upon them over the years.<br/><br/><strong>Ivette</strong><br/><br/>The troll that spotted Ivette first lunged forward at her, awkwardly sauntering over to her as the bolt of electricity flashed past him and consumed his allies. The one-armed troll slumped over onto the ground apparently dead. Boggra ducked out of the way just in time to avoid the full effect of the blast, though it still charred his flesh. He howled in response, hurling himself forward and standing right beside his underling where he phased his claw through the face of an illusionary Ivette which soon blurred out of existence.<br/><br/>Now in range to bring his claws to bear, the other troll angrily swiped at her and threw its head forward with teeth borne maliciously, its' claws harmlessly passing through a mirror image that also dissapeared.<br/><br/>Behind her, Meiyuun creeped backwards, the fear evident on her face. She was clearly contemplating bolting at the first sign of a disadvantage for Ivette.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Worrow - Init: 12 (DED. -ish. More like unconscious.)<br/>Troll 2 - Init: 12 Full Attacks! Claws: 10, 22! Bite: 12! Destroys one mirror image!<br/>Boggra - Init: 14 (Wounded) Move and Attack! Claw: 24! Destroys one mirror image!<br/><br/><strong>Ellen</strong><br/><br/>Rathael ran his hand through his hair and smiled, cheerful as always, "It's nice to meet you as well, Miss Ellen?" He asked, with an extra emphasis on the<em>miss</em>.<br/><br/>"I can't wait to get out there and flex my wings again!" He said, twisting his torso and stretching his arms, "Everyone lives on the ground in this place- it's just<strong>horrible!</strong>And those people up in the skyfleet never even bother to look down anymore. They've got a great view up there and all they want to look at is the games, hmph!"<br/><br/>"That's the problem with most people. Everyone loves the games so much that they take for granted what they have." He continued, bending over and touching his toes. As he did, his wings stretched out far to the side, obviously spreading out to their limit, "Don't know what it's like to feel the wind blowing against your feathers and your hair. Ain't never seen the way the sun fits just perfectly between the two towers of the Empress' Cathedral right at dusk."