The Color of Magic

[Shadowboxer]

"What the . . . ? Did ya see that? Staircases ain't supposed ta do that."

Leaning a little past Sen, Nightrival slips one of his throwing knives from under his belt, bounces it in his hand for a moment then tosses it at the stairs ahead of them.

[Shadowboxer]

"What the . . . ? Did ya see that? Staircases ain't supposed ta do that."

Leaning a little past Sen, Nightrival slips one of his throwing knives from under his belt, bounces it in his hand for a moment then tosses it at the stairs ahead of them.

[Shadowboxer]

"What the . . . ? Did ya see that? Staircases ain't supposed ta do that."

Leaning a little past Sen, Nightrival slips one of his throwing knives from under his belt, bounces it in his hand for a moment then tosses it at the stairs ahead of them.

[Heridfel]

The throwing knife clatters on the step. It is definitely solid now, as definitely as it wasn't a moment earlier. If Nightrival reaches out to grab the knife back, the stair disappears and the knife falls into... something. There's no sound of it hitting ground anywhere, and if he pulls his hand back, the stair returns once again to its regular wooden seeming.

[Heridfel]

The throwing knife clatters on the step. It is definitely solid now, as definitely as it wasn't a moment earlier. If Nightrival reaches out to grab the knife back, the stair disappears and the knife falls into... something. There's no sound of it hitting ground anywhere, and if he pulls his hand back, the stair returns once again to its regular wooden seeming.

[Heridfel]

The throwing knife clatters on the step. It is definitely solid now, as definitely as it wasn't a moment earlier. If Nightrival reaches out to grab the knife back, the stair disappears and the knife falls into... something. There's no sound of it hitting ground anywhere, and if he pulls his hand back, the stair returns once again to its regular wooden seeming.

[Shadowboxer]

"Hey! Those things don't grow on trees!" exclaims Nightrival as he watches his knife fall into the eerie abyss under the stairs.

Now more determined than ever, and slightly aggravated at having one of his throwing knives be swallowed up by architecture, Nightrival crouches low then springs up into the air, in hopes of passing over the staircase and land into the adjoining hallway. Using his powerful leg muscles, he propels himself twenty feet in a single leap.

[Shadowboxer]

"Hey! Those things don't grow on trees!" exclaims Nightrival as he watches his knife fall into the eerie abyss under the stairs.

Now more determined than ever, and slightly aggravated at having one of his throwing knives be swallowed up by architecture, Nightrival crouches low then springs up into the air, in hopes of passing over the staircase and land into the adjoining hallway. Using his powerful leg muscles, he propels himself twenty feet in a single leap.

[Shadowboxer]

"Hey! Those things don't grow on trees!" exclaims Nightrival as he watches his knife fall into the eerie abyss under the stairs.

Now more determined than ever, and slightly aggravated at having one of his throwing knives be swallowed up by architecture, Nightrival crouches low then springs up into the air, in hopes of passing over the staircase and land into the adjoining hallway. Using his powerful leg muscles, he propels himself twenty feet in a single leap.

[Heridfel]

Nightrival clears the stair that gave him pause, as well as all of the others remaining up to the next floor. As he lands, he feels like he's about to sink through the floor. The sensation only lasts for a second, but it is very disconcerting after what he just saw. Before he has a moment to relax, he sees a shadowy form charging at him from the hallway, seeking to knock him back. Nightrival can just barely see through it, so it cannot be an ordinary man.

[Heridfel]

Nightrival clears the stair that gave him pause, as well as all of the others remaining up to the next floor. As he lands, he feels like he's about to sink through the floor. The sensation only lasts for a second, but it is very disconcerting after what he just saw. Before he has a moment to relax, he sees a shadowy form charging at him from the hallway, seeking to knock him back. Nightrival can just barely see through it, so it cannot be an ordinary man.

[Heridfel]

Nightrival clears the stair that gave him pause, as well as all of the others remaining up to the next floor. As he lands, he feels like he's about to sink through the floor. The sensation only lasts for a second, but it is very disconcerting after what he just saw. Before he has a moment to relax, he sees a shadowy form charging at him from the hallway, seeking to knock him back. Nightrival can just barely see through it, so it cannot be an ordinary man.

[Warmonger]

Sen felt his heart lurch in his chest as he narrowly avoided his fall. He chided himself for a fool. He had grown careless. HE watched as Nightrival tested out the stairs.

Sen stops to ponder this magic, before he can speak he Nightrival bounds up the stairs. When he sees the man reach the stairs without event. He calls up. "Do you see anything up there?"

[Warmonger]

Sen felt his heart lurch in his chest as he narrowly avoided his fall. He chided himself for a fool. He had grown careless. HE watched as Nightrival tested out the stairs.

Sen stops to ponder this magic, before he can speak he Nightrival bounds up the stairs. When he sees the man reach the stairs without event. He calls up. "Do you see anything up there?"

[Warmonger]

Sen felt his heart lurch in his chest as he narrowly avoided his fall. He chided himself for a fool. He had grown careless. HE watched as Nightrival tested out the stairs.

Sen stops to ponder this magic, before he can speak he Nightrival bounds up the stairs. When he sees the man reach the stairs without event. He calls up. "Do you see anything up there?"

[Shadowboxer]

"Do you see anything up there?"

Nightrival scans the hallway. "Nah, all I see is . . . whoa!" he suddenly exclaims, "there's a ghost up here!"

He nearly leaps out of his costume when he sees the shadowy figure barreling towards him. Still disorientated from nearly plunging into a yawning abyss, causing his legs to lightly wobble from the nightmare of falling forever into nothingness, Nightrival manages to regain his tenacity. His arms and legs become sturdy yet flexible like bamboo. Nightrival goes into a cat stance and stares down the spectre.

"Let's dance, Casper."

[Shadowboxer]

"Do you see anything up there?"

Nightrival scans the hallway. "Nah, all I see is . . . whoa!" he suddenly exclaims, "there's a ghost up here!"

He nearly leaps out of his costume when he sees the shadowy figure barreling towards him. Still disorientated from nearly plunging into a yawning abyss, causing his legs to lightly wobble from the nightmare of falling forever into nothingness, Nightrival manages to regain his tenacity. His arms and legs become sturdy yet flexible like bamboo. Nightrival goes into a cat stance and stares down the spectre.

"Let's dance, Casper."

[Shadowboxer]

"Do you see anything up there?"

Nightrival scans the hallway. "Nah, all I see is . . . whoa!" he suddenly exclaims, "there's a ghost up here!"

He nearly leaps out of his costume when he sees the shadowy figure barreling towards him. Still disorientated from nearly plunging into a yawning abyss, causing his legs to lightly wobble from the nightmare of falling forever into nothingness, Nightrival manages to regain his tenacity. His arms and legs become sturdy yet flexible like bamboo. Nightrival goes into a cat stance and stares down the spectre.

"Let's dance, Casper."

[Heridfel]

The spectre continues to come at Nightrival, but when it collides with him, Nightrival's in for a shock. Though he can see through it, it feels as substantial as any normal person - maybe even more. It's trying to knock him backwards onto the stairs, where who knows what might happen.

[Heridfel]

The spectre continues to come at Nightrival, but when it collides with him, Nightrival's in for a shock. Though he can see through it, it feels as substantial as any normal person - maybe even more. It's trying to knock him backwards onto the stairs, where who knows what might happen.

[Heridfel]

The spectre continues to come at Nightrival, but when it collides with him, Nightrival's in for a shock. Though he can see through it, it feels as substantial as any normal person - maybe even more. It's trying to knock him backwards onto the stairs, where who knows what might happen.

[Shadowboxer]

As the apparition slams into Nightrival, he instinctively slides one foot behind him to brace for impact, tenses his shoulders and raises his hands to ensnare his new opponent. Weeks drilling with a Krav Maga specialist suddenly sharpens his reaction to the surprise assault. Although the brunt of the attack is absorbed, Nightrival's bones rattle from the momentum as well as fear.

Without a moment's delay, he pivots his torso and clamps down on what he thinks are the ghostly figure's wrists.

[Shadowboxer]

As the apparition slams into Nightrival, he instinctively slides one foot behind him to brace for impact, tenses his shoulders and raises his hands to ensnare his new opponent. Weeks drilling with a Krav Maga specialist suddenly sharpens his reaction to the surprise assault. Although the brunt of the attack is absorbed, Nightrival's bones rattle from the momentum as well as fear.

Without a moment's delay, he pivots his torso and clamps down on what he thinks are the ghostly figure's wrists.

[Shadowboxer]

As the apparition slams into Nightrival, he instinctively slides one foot behind him to brace for impact, tenses his shoulders and raises his hands to ensnare his new opponent. Weeks drilling with a Krav Maga specialist suddenly sharpens his reaction to the surprise assault. Although the brunt of the attack is absorbed, Nightrival's bones rattle from the momentum as well as fear.

Without a moment's delay, he pivots his torso and clamps down on what he thinks are the ghostly figure's wrists.

[Warmonger]

Startled at Nightrival's shout Sen gathers himself and leaps up the stairs. His feet land on the wall as he runs by Nightrival. HE gets only a brief glance of the ghostly form that Nightrival' is wrestling with. He checks his sword fearing to lash out with his ally so close.