Rays of sunlight sprinkled through the canopy above, bathing the world beneathe in a faint shimmering luster that left it in a seemingly permenant state of twilight. Two young elven children played in and around several puddles left from a recent rain, oblivous to the hustle and bustle of the port only a stone's throw from them. Veran sat quietly on a bench magically formed from the roots of the tree whose leaves sheltered him from the bright light of the midday sun, content to watch the children play. On days like today with no clouds and the moisture from the ocean in the air the light of the sun seemed too bright to bear comfortably, somehow managing to hurt the paladin turned undead skeleton's "eyes" despite not physically having any.

The peace of the day was broken as the sounds of commotion approached, shortly followed by the appearance of gaurds escorting several prisoners all of whom save for one were struggling in their restraints. The sole prisoner not struggling acted as if he was trying to shrink and hide as much as possible despite being in the midst of this group of gaurds and prisoners. Not paying it much mind, Verna turned his skeletal head hidden by his weathered brown cloak back towards the children, content to spend his day watching such innocence experience happiness while at play. A gentle sea breeze ambled through, tickling at everyone's clothes, belying the peace that was about to be broken.

One of the prisoners started to jerk on his restraints, forcing the gaurds to have to turn to deal with him. While they were distracted, the one prisoner that had been trying not to draw attention to himself suddenly darted forward and snatched the sidearm from a gaurd before quickly plunging it into said gaurds side through gaps in his armor. The group exploded into a frenzy as the prisoners sprung into action, sensing freedom being potentially close at hand. One other prisoner, a large, burly and hairy type, freed himself from the group and rushed the elven children playing nearby, of which only one was quick enough to avoid capture; subsequently the other was quick to become a hostage as the prisoner began dragging the child away, running away with his bargaining chip should he need one.

This all happened in just a matter of seconds, as the situation absolutely devolved into a chaotic brawl and none of the gaurds seemed to notice the large prisoner with the hostage. Veran had sprung to his feet as all of this had started, and he moved to pursue the kidnapper, his progress slowed and hampered by having to try to maneuver around the rest of the group to get to them. Another prisoner jumped directly in Veran way, presumably thingking that Veran was someone else that could be used as a hostage. Or maybe not, as he attempted to plunge one of the gaurds' swords into Veran's gut; would have to, if Veran had any to stab. Taking advantage of the confusion his asssailant was experiencing, Veran grabbed the man by his wrist and swung his club in an upwards arch, uppercutting the prisoner square on the bottom of their chin, teeth audibly clacking as he lost his grip to consciousness. Letting go of the man Veran tried to finish pushing past the group to try to save the elven child being kidnapped, but the group continued to hamper his progress as the escapee continued to escape with his hostage.

Walking thinking on the Domain of magic Gafelker was enjoying the day. The sun was out, and the birds were singing. The slight breeze carried the smell of flowers. It was a good day Gafelker thought as he walked. He took a deep breath and let it out. He was practicing Endothermic Reaction with Iris as they traded fire between them. It was a game they played using Gafelker Elementalist skills.

Walking Gafelker stopped and watched some kids playing. The Kids were some elvish, some humans, some dwarves. There was some commotion with some guards Gafelker did not pay any attention to them. Then there was a lot of yelling and fighting broke out. Gafelker rolled his eyes "Iris, can we have one day of peace?" Gafelker asked sounding annoyed.

Iris looked over to the fight. "Master Gafelker I wonder that my self." she said. Then paused and looked. The Fire Pixie flew up a little higher. "Master, Ho no, the child is in truble do something Master!" said Iris in astonishment. It happened so fast she thought. Gafelker looked over from under his hood. He grunted as he lifted his staff into the air. "That going too far the man will regret his actions," commented Gafelker.

[1]The staff started to glow red as the fire started to build circling the staff. Gafelker could see that there was someone in a brown cloak trying to make it to the man and the child but being stopped by others. There was a flash of fire as orb of fire shot out from the staff. It struck another man near the man attacking the brown-cloaked person. The orb of fire exploded covering the man in fire the Man screamed and fell to the ground causing the criminals and some of the guards to run in different directions.

Another orb started to build on the staff this one bigger than the last. [2] Gafelker becomes warm looking like he had been in the sun too long. His body begins to steam as any sweat begins to vaporize into a mist. Gafelker looks like he is building up the energy with a red hue around him.

[1] Chromatic Blast Space Domain

[2] Molten Core

One of the wiser criminals, realizing that Gafelker was charging up some sort of big attack, rushed towards him. This man had not been able to grab a weapon like the other escapees, but he lowered his shoulder in an attempt to tackle Gafelker in the hopes of disrupting his casting. However, he stopped short, his eyes widened, and he grabbed his head, "Get out of my head!" The criminal screamed. Then the man fell onto his stomach and was dragged away from Gafelker by some invisible force grabbing at one of his pant legs. His fingernails dug trenches into the dirt as he struggled against whatever was pulling him away, but despite his efforts, the criminal continued to be dragged a few more paces before he laid before a hunched figure in a dirty, moss-green cloak. (Telekinesis) Then Gafelker and Veran hear even more voices clamoring over the chaos, laguhing, screaming, weeping. It takes a moment to realize that the noise isn't coming from external sources, but instead from within the very confines of their own minds. After another brief moment passes, the voices fade into the background as Krazdan establishes a psychic link with Gafelker and Veran. (Message)

"Pleasure to meet you again Gafelker, and a pleasure to make your acquaintance mysterious cloaked person. I'll continue protecting you Gafelker, while you charge up... whatever it is your charging up, and as for you cloaked person, would you mind helping me protect the gnome while he works his magic?"

A giant, mole-like paw with claws as long as short-swords stabs the earth next to the escaped prisoner's head.

"Stay put or I'll kill you."

The escaped criminal nods his head, his chest rapidly rising and falling in tandem with his panicked breathing. Krazdan leans down and pats the man on the head using his human hand.

"That's a good lad."

Then Krazdan pulls his mole-like paw out from the ground and steps over the prone escapee to walk towards the fight while outstretching his human hand. Within the palm of the hand an orb of fire, water, and wind form then shoot out, slamming into three more escapees. (Tri-beam)