OoC: YES! ACTION! w00t!

BiC:
Lyraxus was in lush field of green grass with clouds rolling over the horizon. The heat of the warm sun massaged his back as the gentle breeze of the wind cooled his sweeting body. He was standing. Oh how wonderful it felt to be able to walk. Not only that, but he could see as well. Everything was exploding with color in such a high clarity. He turned to look at the mountains the sat behind him when he saw an old wooden chair fly out of thin air. Then the rest of his envoirnment faded and he was back in a world of shadows. He could hear grunting and screaming of what appeared to be people fighting.

He was back in the real world, out of his meditation. Apparantly the tavern wear he had met his fellow commrades was under attack by some type of gang. I reached out with his mind, sensing about 10 men at the most. He reached out with is mind, grabbing a table near by and hurling it toward a small group of men near the tavern door. They were knocked back out of the door, but not for long. They came charging back at him, this time with their weapons drew. The leading man leaped in the air bringing his hammer down hard toward lyraxus, but he quickly countered the attack by moving a chair in his way. The thug tipped over the chair and fell to the ground. But Lyraxus had to time to feel good about his sucess because two other thugs followed.

His his mind, he grabbed both the thugs up and hurled them at each other, knocking them both unconcious. He then heard a loud explosion from the far end of the tavern. He then heard a man shout "Oh yea! Here comes the heavy artillery!" Just then he heard another lound explosion. This time he could smell the stench of gunpowder. "Oh great" he thought, "Explosives, thats all we need."

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My BA Character(s):
[Lyraxus] [Aguamenton]