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Edan Jost

Demi God

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Adler

Description

Name: Edan Jost

Birthdate: Unknown

Age: Unknown

Height: 68 inches

Eye Color: Blue

Eye Shape: Oval with cat like pupils.

Appearance:Pale with numerous scars when clothes are removed.

Clothing: Constantly cloaked under a blackish gray poncho that reaches halfway to thighs. Hood and half face mask cover the face. Pants are of a similar color with various wrappings. Pair of black boots. Leather gauntlets

Weapons:
Cleaver

Assorted Daggers

One handed sword

Quirks: Only shows face when he plans on killing his victim. He enjoys toying with prey.

Magic - Various arts that work with shadows.
Rhythmic Echo - Creates after images by walking in a rhythmic tone.

Black Miasma - Black Fog that harbors a paralytic agent that enters through pores or breathing

Unholy Aura - Creates and overwhelming sense of fear when appearing to his opponent

Diabolic Servitude - Black fog takes over lifeless corpses in which they serve the will of Edan.

Ghastly Tempest - A storm of darkness spouts out from Edan, the tempest targets both flesh and soul.

Essence Harvest - Summons 3 wraiths that attack the opponent attempting to remove the foes soul

Planeswalking - Quickly move between worlds.

Damnation - Creates a black orb that begins tearing at the life force and flesh of opponents/victims the devoured energy is transfered to Edan.

Plague Winds - Winds that blow carrying various contagions with them.

Other Abilities:
Invisibility

Presence Cloaking

Enhanced physical abilities

Passive:
Dictate of Erebus - When Edan is slain his killer is dragged to the pits of Hell.

So begins...

Edan Jost's Story

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#, as written by Adler
A figure shot down from the sky not burning from the atmosphere but letting out a trail of dark fog. This black cloud impacted the beach sending up sand and shadows alike approximately fifty meters in front of the woman on horseback. The situation as unclear at first but a sickening snapping noise would be heard coming from the pit as the thing began popping various joints and bones back into place as he climbed from his hole. A sinister laugh which seemed accompanied by that of children followed it.

"That ship thought they would sell me as a slave. They thought I was some vagabond. They'll pay dearly for that mistake." He continued laughing now standing on the rim of the hole.

The ship he spoke of came quickly into view over the sea. It was on a direct course for the sea and it would reach it's target. He had put all of the slavers into a paralyzed state and would allow them to drown in the ocean.

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A boom of thunder rolled across the sea and hurled itself over the beach. Maegan pushed her war stallion faster to beat the incoming storm. A dark shadow flew overhead and landed before Maegan in the near distance.

Her horse came to a stop as Maegan pulled hard on the reins. The great beast snorted and sniffed for danger. It shifted its weight between its forelegs in anticipation. Maegan's brow drew down deeply over her eyes.

The first few drops of rain began to descend from the sky and speckle the sand under foot. Maegan watched as a man ascended from the crater he himself seemed to have created. The warrioress placed her hand upon the pommel of her sword.

Maegan did not yet draw steel, such was a threat, but she stared down the strange visitor. Black was his raiment, and a mask covered the person's face. Maegan could not make his identity.

"State your purpose here," Maegan called out. "These are His Majesty's lands protected by House Markett. I am Maegan Davenport, Master at Arms of Warhorn Keep. I demand a name." A strike of lightning ripped across the looming black clouds. Maegan's horse reared and screamed at the fright.

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"Oh purpose? I embody chaos and only care about myself. You look like you would be fun to cut up." His words dripped with insanity and murder. There was no fear of authority in his speaking let alone fear of pissing off an entire nation.

Edan stood there pulling his hands from beneath the cloak/poncho. His left hand was disfigured and he began popping the fingers and joints back into place. He pulled his other hand back into the cloak to pull out the cleaver.

He stood there on the edge of the crater looking in Maegans direction the lightning silhouetting him against the darkness. His very aura gave off an overwhelming bloodlust.

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Ralen paused and looked at the Ronin. "Fate? No chains exist worse than those crafted by belief in fate. Destiny is what you make of yourself, and thinking otherwise is to bind yourself without reason." He would scoff, before turning back to Ondona. "I don't suppose you, milady, have a way of searching the seabed. The crash robbed me of some of my families most precious possessions, and I would see them returned to me."

Ralen walked and placed himself fully in the tent, his eyes flashing with a light before he said "You need not hide yourself from me, for I knew what you were the moment you touched me in the sands. I could sense your power even then, and so I ask if it is within your power to see what is mine returned to me, and if so, what I may do to earn such a favor."


The crashing darkness in the distance vibrated through the earth, though few may have felt it. Ralen was one of those few, and he grew a degree more skittish. In his mind he could see those who had forced his ship to make the landing, such as it was, upon this world. That they would follow him to make sure he perished was not beyond the scope of possibility, but if that was the case, retrieving his artifacts was all the more important.

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#, as written by Prose
At the naked threat Maegan drew her steel. The man was mad with blood lust and looking to kill. It was her sole duty to protect her King's lands from such filth. Maegan would perform her duty even if it meant her life.

The woman unmounted from the war horse. Sand would be difficult to fight with it underfoot but there seemed to be no choice. There would be no picking of where the battle was fought.

"You have but one more chance to leave this place, to leave Skyfall, and take your troubles elsewhere or I will use the King's justice," said Maegan in an authoritative voice.

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"Leave? Justice? What would a mad man care for your King? I embody the very disposition of sapient beings! I embody anger, hate and war." His words spewed like a volcano they were anything but music and dripped with his growing bloodlust.

The entire time of his still speech he began to walk in a rhythmic tone which his after images began appearing he started this by attempting to make a circle. The after images would follow him as if they were living beings as well. Edan wanted to have a little fun and play before he ever killed the human. His heart remained calm as he cloaked his presence with the after images.

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Maegan watched with scrutinizing eyes what the man was doing. He was creating copies of himself as to confuse her vision and guess his next movements. It was an unsettling feeling to not have an advantage over the ability.

Reaching into a pouch at her waist, Maegan quickly throw a shimmering dust into the air in front of her. It was a defensive move meant to create a hovering field of static discharged to stun the enemy around herself. Perhaps it would provide a needed aid against whatever creature this man was before Maegan.

"You must die," cried Maegan. A foreign word followed; a holy word and ancient. It was a name spoken in that celestial language from Beyond. Maegan's sword was thrust into the air, lightning split the sky above them and bolted for her sword.

It was a conduit, the sword. The white-hot fire came raging down, through Maegan as she directed the bolt, and then left in an angry fury toward the targeted man intent on snubbing out his life instantly.

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Edan moved out of the way of the blast quickly taking a strong jump to the right quickly gaining a his stance once he stopped. He quickly unleashed a second aura of fear. This was meant to throw doubt into the mind of his opponent and induce the flight over fight response. His plan for now was to toy and circle this woman until she grew weaker or he simply grew bored and decided to unleash something else to kill the woman.

"Oh you can shoot holy fire? You still need to chant though to cast it? I'll make sure to take your tongue first to stop anymore unwanted speech." Edan continued his insane laughing as he walked once more in the rhythmic tone creating more after images of himself as he circled his prey once more at a distance.

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A wave of fear came down upon Maegan and she hesitated. Her attack had entirely missed its target. The woman tried to watch each image of the man, calculating which one could possibly be the original. It frustrated the woman to no end, even through the fear. Maegan reached down into her arcane abilities while glaring at the attacker.

A whirlwind of rain and sand formed out of the gusting sea winds. Maegan conjured up the whirlwind to blind and stunned her foe, forcing him to misstep as she had. Her blade drawn, Maegan ran her fingers along the steel and invoked Sariel to coat her sword in blazing flames of blue.

"I shall take your head and cut out your eyes!" Maegan yelled at Edan.

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Edan watched his gaze unmoved as he stopped. This woman wanted a head on fight. A fight that she thought she could win with such ease. His attacks had yet to even become physical but it seemed she wanted to end this. He shot his free left hand out as three black figures took form. They took on the appearance of disfigured humans with no real discernible features other than the eyes. These wraiths would span out two of them moving with unprecedented speed to the flanks of Maegan with the last one blocking her path to Edan covering him from her vision.

The wraith as soon it covered him he took it upon himself to cloak his presence and body making him invisible and as if he had ceased to exist at all to the world. The wraiths remained however and were waiting to flank Maegan. Edan in his invisibility moved 20 feet off to the side to see if his creations could remove the soul from her body.

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Edan seeing that his pet had stopped moving waved his hand the wraiths disappearing. Just when this was getting fun they just give up fighting. He chopped the cleaver in the air in front of him the space ripping open into a seeping portal in which he stepped.

He would head now to somewhere he could take over maybe somewhere larger and still needing repair. He would create his own kingdom there one of darkness and agony. There he could attract all sorts of fun prey.

The setting changes from empyrean-sea to Wing City Plaza

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Edan stepped out from the portal his contemplation done after looking through the divination orb. The memorial in the square was fitting for what he planned to do to more of the remaining inhabitants. The cloaked figure stood on top of the memorial his hands free as he looked around.

"Behold the power that devours and feeds! The voracious gluttony that are the pits of hell. I am the manifestation of your fears, pray to your Gods for salvation for I only offer damnation." Edan proclaimed from the memorial, the black miasma began rolling out from underneath of his cloak.

This miasma creates a black fog that acts a shield and cover for Edan and also contains a paralytic agent that can enter through the lungs or pores. The agent leaves the victim susceptible to pain and torment, leaving the cardiovascular system intact so the victims don't simply die from the agent.

The fog also contained three wraiths that would work their way with the miasma acting as lookouts and scouts within the fog. They will attack if ordered too. Anyone individuals unlucky enough to be caught in the miasma as it seeped from Edan and moved out into the rest of the city would begin paralyzing with those in precarious situations from which they would either fall to their death or some other such disaster would find their soul trapped within their corpse as a third party as the miasma took them as puppets a life within a corpse that would watch as it acted against the will of the soul.

Edans grand plan was to make this place into a living hell, his own labyrinth of stalking and attack prey. The miasma would take time to move throughout the city and it would be more than likely that an evacuation would be called before the take over was complete. Edan however was complacent with sitting on the memorial as the miasma filtered out and wait for the completion.

The setting changes from wing-city-plaza to Main Street (Continued)

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"Attention people of Terra! We have reports of a miasmic mist spreading through the area, for your safety we advise you all to evacuate! The city may be under attack by an unknown force. By the grace of the Emperor Of Mankind, may he watch over you all!" A guardsman of the Imperium spoke through a megaphone as he began to walk with his battalion accompanied by a contingent of aircraft and armor vehicles from tanks, armored walkers and armored transports.

There were thousands more battalions on the way along with aid from the Space marines who would arrive soon, whatever the threat was it was almost demonic in nature. All units were on red alert and defenses are already being set up along with extra warp based defenses. Behind these lines of millions upon millions of soldeirs stood the commander of the army, Commisar Ciaphas Cain rode on top of his Personal Baneblade, the Fortress Of Arrogance along with ten more baneblades near him. "Men! Today we face an uknown threat that plagues this planet! Our target resides in the plaza, your mission is to eliminate all hostiles and take out the one in charge! We fight for the honor of the Emperor and Imperium this day! So forward to victory men!" The Commisar spoke in the confines of his tank.

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  1. Jesus. William is just walking down the street 1 minute & the next there is some gas attack by an unknown entity. Should I get involved by helping the Soldiers?

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The black miasma rolled through like a tidal wave the gaseous fog obstructing vision to mere meters and containing a toxic paralytic that could enter through the pores or lungs. From the miasma came cries, extremely human cries for help.

"Help me! My child is injured!" The cry of a woman came from one direction.

"My leg it's broken!" Came the cry of another man.

The figures of many various people were shambling within the miasma though it was hard to tell where they were or how far away they could be. The wraiths blended in well with the miasma more a part of the concoction than their own entity. The humans would not appear possessed and their cries were actually their own. The souls were still bound to these possessed bodies giving them control of their vocal chords. Edan had them standing or sitting now as if they were simply decoys at the moments. He was viewing the scene via a few of the wraiths that were in the vicinity keeping their distance from the column of soldiers.

He smiled from his perch on the memorial for the moment. The fog continuing to extend it's reach as it continued to creep more exposed humans following to his grasp.

One wraith swiftly moved in striking through a few guardsman a cold rush would be felt as they lost control of their senses with them being to sent to Edan for control. The momentary shut down of the body would be noticed as a stumbling movement by others before they regained composure. If the enemy could tell that they were in the grasps of Edan then they would surely be outed.

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He stepped amongst the ashes of destruction and the long since dried blood of the dead, peering through past, present, and future as he walked amonst the ruins of legend and the possibility of tomarrow. Stepping from the nothing, from the everything, he came forth among the miasma choked streets of wing city, watching as those around him perished and died. He did not smile, he did not show anger or sadness. No emotion could touch that pale white flesh, just as no color had ever found it. He was emptiness, and within emptiness he stood, but for brief glimpses into an existence that was every bit as empty as himself.

A man who's skin was so white it could be mistaken for bone, who's eyes were empty of any emotion, who's plain and regular face brought no second glances or interest to any walked unimpeded through the miasma. What spirits or entities there were would either not be able to detect him, or would think him merely a shifting mass of the fog. Such had always been his fate, since the day he was sealed to the ruins. This figure walked and watched as the darkness fell once more upon the world of Terra.

He watched as the man Ciaphas Cain gathered his men to begin what seemed to be a counterstrike, and he shook his head slowly as he approached the underwhelming display.

To the would be hero he said "Turn back, there is no hope for you here."

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  1. Hope that this doesn't break any rules. I'm not used to fighting in RP's.

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As William continued down the street, he heard something. He turned around to see what was happening. The first thing he saw were people running from a mist that started to engulf the street. He then saw the Space Marines trying their best to contain the situation. Finally he saw dark black figures attacking people who were running for their lives.

His mind flashed back to the Great War. His first time dealing with gas in the trenches had almost killed him. But had it not been for the sacrifice of a fellow soldier who gave William his gas mask, William wouldn't have been here. William knew he had to do something. He had to help these people, otherwise they would die.

William opened his bag and pulled out his Winchester Model 1894 rifle. Along with this, he pulled out a first aid kit he had forgotten he had put in there. He loaded his rifle with ten bullets and walked over to the Space Marines. He saw Ciaphas Cain commanding the Space Marines and walked over to him, believing him to be the commanding officer.

Sorry to interrupt your little counterstrike, but what's happening in the battlefield?
He asked Ciaphas as he approached the tank that the Commisar was in.

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The cries of the civilians went past the Guardsman that began to group together. However once some of the guardsman began to exhibit very strange behavior, their first instinct was to open fire on their own men. They were not sure what it was but their time fighting with chaos trained them to notice any small change in behavior. Soon Psykers prepared their minds and channeled the power of the warp, unleashing psycic energy at the Wraiths hiding within the mist, although their form incorporeal, they would be able to rip apart their very existence.

Radio transmitions went out, warning the men that the enemy was capable of turning their allies against them. Psykers were already ready, soldiers kept close to guard them against any physical threats. They gunned down anyone emerging from the miasmic mist, not compromising their safety.

For Cain, two figures would approach his tank. One man told him to turn back, almost as if he did not think they simple soldiers would not be able to fight this threat. The other was questioning what was going on. "We have faced greater dangers than this. We fight for the God Emperor Of Man, and we will crush whatever is on this planet. As for you soldier, a strange miasmic mist is spreading through the town, along with reports of creatures capable of taking over soldiers. Physical weapons have no effect on the creatures however psychic and magic can affect them. I recommend you fall back, unless you are feeling brave enough to fight this unknown threat." he spoke.

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  2. Also: Who is this "Watcher"? Is there no character for him/her/it?

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The watcher unseen sighed, and his form wavered as he faded from Cains reality. His voice was clear as day, but in moments the man who spoke could no longer be seen.

"You have faced greater dangers, yes, but in facing them have you ever stopped to think about those around you? About the sacrifices you ask them to make? About the lives you've taken? How many people can you kill and still sleep soundly? How many homes ruined, futures destroyed, hopes and dreams broken will you consider necessary before you realize..."

"No... It is not my place to say... Forget my words, or don't.... I stopped caring a long time ago..."

He was silent then, unseen as he climbed on top of Cain's tank, broken and destroyed as it was, with time having rusted and aged it to little more than a relic of a long dead past. Here the watcher sat and did what he did best.

He watched the world burn, across the endless landscape of time and fate.

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The black-suited courier left Cain some time ago and it may have left but it had not retreated. The living emperor was somewhere here and a threat to mankind would not stand. Myrkul's Vein had breached this dimension and resources could be fielded though the way would suffer for it. So it returned to a city in chaos now changed with what Myrkul's Vein could manage in so short a time. They hadn't needed a Wen in a very long age. It took a great deal of the wellspring to muster.

The heavy gait of something well-armored waded through miasma standing over 2 meters tall. Hairworm were incapable of breathing and Wen-Jinhai a creature well hidden behind a pale cyan psi-plate. As it pounded into an intersection the silver-eyed biped's kneed a wraith unable to pass through the partly gellar nature of its armor. It took a few hits from the psykers but ignored them suddenly aware of the threat mankind had put under fire.

Wen produced a glowing haft from its mouth the edge of its psionic gladius flaring into existence once in a projector turned armored five-fingered hand. It swung hard at the creature now satisfied it a threat to mankind.

"IMPERATOR VULT!" Jinhai's voice echoed down the street to Cain as its sword came down to dismantle a wraith with showers of disintegration energy.

The setting changes from main-street-continued to Wing City Plaza

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A couple of Fireknaughts sat at a local coffeshop, following usual routine of watching the people of Wing City go about their daily lives as normal. All was normal, the sun shined and the population when on with life as if all was perfect. Even the two Fireknaughts sat unexpecting to what was soon to unfold, hosting a conversation about the topic of attacks.

"We've been here some time and there's been no action, hell, i've barely seen a defending force here." One Fireknaught spoke.

"Yeah. Our logs have found this city has been attacked many times, why is there nobody? Have they just given up or are they just that comfortable and dealing with the attacks as if they never occurred?"

"Humans are odd. They adapt to tragedy with ignorance. Who knows, maybe that's why we're here? Maybe we'll be their heroes and reinstall hope for them?"

"Possibly. Till then, let us enjoy our.... Do you see that?!" One got excited towards the end, almost shouting.

Beyond the patio they sat on, a being had appeared and was making rather bold comments. The Fireknaughts made no attempt to get up even though they watched the people fall paralyzed to the ground. Crowds broke out into chaos as they began to run, the shops quickly trying to empty out before the fog reached them.

"Well now, isn't this a great surprise?" The other Fireknaught spoke as he set down his full cup of coffee, "It's time to see if this city has a defense or if we need to do something."

"Aye. Let's sit and watch." One spoke as he locked the door to the shop and the two moved to barstools.

Reaching over and under the counter, the Fireknaught grabbed the weapons that the store clerk kept hid for them. The clerk felt safer knowing he had these two men around who shopped his location daily. These weapons were built by GEARS inc., the guise of their headquarters took when first appearing in Wing City, standing as a machine replacement part factory. These weapons were .10 Gauge Plasma Shotguns.

The two sat on their stools with their right arm on the countertop and their weapon being held casually across his body with both hands, pointing the barrel at the ground. They knew it would take long for any power to notice they were here, but they wanted to see if something came to fight this evil or if they would have to do it.

One Fireknaught activated a communication line in his earpiece, "Requesting back up. Please send under cloaked units, possibly some heavy weaponry and ten soldiers. In that time, we'll sit and wait, I'm sure this is going be fun."

The operator took the orders and shut off the line. It wouldn't take long for forces to arrive from their current location, and the way the scene was unfolding, the two knew they were fine for the moment. In the midst of their waiting, one decided to stand up and go behind the counter and open a safe hidden under the flooring. In less than thirty seconds, the Fireknaught popped up in his camouflage uniform with Fireknaught emblems on it. The other soldier looked at him odd, noticing the insignia.

"What is that on your uniform?" The other spoke, forcing the other to look also.

"I don't know..." The one spoke as he dug in his pockets, soon finding a note.

"Dear soldiers, you have not been forgotten, but actually on a top-secret mission. These are your new uniforms. After a few words with the clerk, he allowed the switch out. Enjoy your new uniforms.

Sincerely, Fireknaught Federation."

"Well now, isn't that a lovely surprise. Is there one for me?"

"Yeah!" The uniformed soldier spoke as he threw the uniform at the other.

Like the other, the soldier quickly changed into his uniform, "Boy, these things are lighter than before and feel much better. Wow... whoever the knew leader is, they got my attention."

The other laughed as he took his spot back on the barstool, "Like silk on my bum!"

The two laughed for a moment, "To be honest, I don't know what the difference is. Why do they even worry about changing uniform material? We're made of stone, I don't think any cloth is going to help us."

"Yeah. It's still nice thinking like it really matters. We'll see what these uniforms are made of soon enough." The second Fireknaught spoke before he felt something crumple in his pocket, that he'd soon reveal to be a letter.

"P.S. - GEARS inc. will be providing new uniforms shortly. Don't feel special, this just means that the order has yet to be revealed and your regiment is behind in times."

"Gah! Jackasses!" The one spoke as he threw the letter away, "I wanted to feel special, ya know, we're not about to deal with some type of monster. Oh well, we just get to be first. Let's not let these uniforms get too dirty."

The setting changes from wing-city-plaza to Main Street (Continued)

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Skipping down the streets of Wing City, Flandre Scarlet had her hands behind her back and a cheerful smile on her face as she went along without a care in the world. There was certainly a lot of commotion going on around her though! She was curious as to why that was? Looking around, the sights of soldiers and the like were around her...was there a fight or something?

Something didn't seem right...

Her eyes glanced at the various events taking place around her...curious, though at the same time cautious. She saw Jinhai attacking a wraith, the magic from the psykers, and the other guy who looked really spooky with his Winchester rifle! She began approaching Cain's ship, head tilted and those scarlet eyes focused on him curiously. Watching.

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  1. Hopefully this isn't Meta-Gaming or violating any rules.

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William looked confused as Cain told him the situation. Some words that he said didn't sound familiar to William. Psychic and Magic were two of them that did not make sense.
Sir, I'm a bit unfamiliar with several of your words as I was taken from my own war. However, I might be able to provide Medical Assistance to some of your men if they've been shot. If it's physical, I might be able to help. However, I'm afraid that Psychic and Magical injuries are beyond my skills.


As William finished speaking, he saw a young girl approaching Cain's ship. He walked up to her.
This isn't a safe place to be little one. There's some kind of battle going on. You might want to find shelter in cause they start bombing.
He said to her.

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