[Syrlya takes a deep breath to focus himself as he stands in the middle of the hallway. It was one set-back discovery after another here, and while there didn't appear to be a present threat anything like criminal organizations, sadistic cults, or force of nature dragons hellbent on destruction, his inability to channel the magic left far behind in his world made him feel vulnerable and uneasy.]
Well, that's fine. If my feelings have as much influence as they suggest, I can find a way around this! If it is a matter of influencing the world, the base of it must not be so different than what I am already used to doing.
[He clenches his fists with determination and he swelled with faith in himself.] I am clever enough, I will make this work to my favor! Starting with you! [He spins around on his heels and points straight at a mirror on the wall.
It cracks in an instant and Syrlya draws his hand back.] Oh no, not like that!
[Prompt F]
[Any wise person would be bunkering down in a secure, warm location to brace the storm. But Syrlya had stuffed a small backpack with rations, a blanket, matches, and a knife, and was undoing the locks on the door.]
I'm going to go find those that are stranded in the storm and bring them back! [He pats his chest to ensure the amulet is still around his neck, for communication.] Please reach out to me if any concerns arise here, though I cannot promise how quickly I will be able to return from my search.
Syrlya (The Pact Commander) | Guild Wars 2
[Syrlya takes a deep breath to focus himself as he stands in the middle of the hallway. It was one set-back discovery after another here, and while there didn't appear to be a present threat anything like criminal organizations, sadistic cults, or force of nature dragons hellbent on destruction, his inability to channel the magic left far behind in his world made him feel vulnerable and uneasy.]
Well, that's fine. If my feelings have as much influence as they suggest, I can find a way around this! If it is a matter of influencing the world, the base of it must not be so different than what I am already used to doing.
[He clenches his fists with determination and he swelled with faith in himself.] I am clever enough, I will make this work to my favor! Starting with you! [He spins around on his heels and points straight at a mirror on the wall.
It cracks in an instant and Syrlya draws his hand back.] Oh no, not like that!
[Prompt F]
[Any wise person would be bunkering down in a secure, warm location to brace the storm. But Syrlya had stuffed a small backpack with rations, a blanket, matches, and a knife, and was undoing the locks on the door.]
I'm going to go find those that are stranded in the storm and bring them back! [He pats his chest to ensure the amulet is still around his neck, for communication.] Please reach out to me if any concerns arise here, though I cannot promise how quickly I will be able to return from my search.