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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/8/2016 6:36:42 AM
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"I suppose this is a chance to show off. I won't waste it."
[b]Springing from Ite's gauntlet, covered by his ashen cloak, is a good-sized staff made from a strange wood. Plunging the staff directly into the sea, ice sporadically forms, creating jutting teeth and claws at an incredible exponential rate. The mass of ice spreads nearly a mile across, and seems to go down to the ocean floor. Whether this would repel 3 most likely magic ships, Ite did not know.
Frozen fish would occupy the freezer tonight, that much he was sure of.[/b]
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[b]The boats were stopped by the ice, but pirates could be seen starting to shoot the ice with fireballs to break it and melt it. [/b]
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[b]As the pirates begin to concentrate on the ice, I move forward, causing the water surrounding the boats to freeze.[/b]
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[b]As he moved forward, the pirates made a target of him, some began shooting lightning and fireballs at him while the men on Haknir's boat fired back at them.[/b]
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[b]A bolt of lighting arcs through Ite's body, dispersing into the ice beneath his feet. Flames igniting his cloak are cooled verily by the cold. He raises his hand, and a hail of frozen needles fly towards the aggressors, aimed to maim.[/b]
