[Karnage]

IC: Karnage

Karnage stood and watched as Dreamer read out the page of the tome. As he watched, Dreamer's armor had morphed into armor that truly befitted a mage of his caliber. Karnage felt a strange tingling run down his arm, and watched in astonishment as an armor forged of chains that glowed with an etheral light seemed to grow from his skin. It coated him from wrist to wrist, and from chin to just above his waist. A light silverish breastplate had grown over the armor on his chest, but Karnage felt no weight what-so-ever. A chain-link belt had wrapped around his waist, just above the top of a pair of leggings made of a combination of the same etheral chain and a thick leather. Keeping his claws exposed, a set of golden braces started at his ankle and ended just before his knee. The last piece of his new armor to form was a new stave. It was roughly 6 feet long, made of a light hardwood. On both ends a small blade emerged, little more than a dagger blade in length, but wickedly sharp. Karnage twirled it quickly around him and was satisfied to hear a high-pitched whistle as the blades cut through the air. Running his hands along the shaft, Karnage found a depression in the wood and pressed his thumb hard on the wood. As he did so, the blades retracted back into the wood, leaving Karnage with a perfectly inconspicuous walking staff. Karnage smiled and said a small prayer to Aion. He'd always liked the woman for some reason.

Tag: Cave group