Falenor pulled out his staff and leaned on it. The book had been a ways underground; it had been exhausting work getting to it. He stood up and walked around the square, hardly noticed by the citizens, even with his staff and cloak. Oddities are no new thing in New York, it seemed.
He thought for a minute about a good location to battle. He thought about the sewers briefly until he realized that there was no way in hell he was going down there unless he had to. Then he thought rooftops...but that would give him an unfair advantage; none of the others could fly, so far as he knew. Plus, they might still be seen out the window if he used an attack that gave off light.
He couldn't come up with a satisfactory solution that staged the fight in the city, and he didn't know the surrounding geography too well, being rather new to this planet. He headed over to Rethir and started discussing the situation.
"I suggest that we go somewhere other than this city to hold the battle. Once everyone shows up, of course. Just think on that; I'll be sitting down over there and trying to clear my mind. When everyone shows up and you make a decision, I'll follow you guys."
With that, he sat down on the park bench and closed his eyes, trying to empty his mind of all thought, conscious or otherwise, that wasn't directly related to his survival. He figured that he'd be able to concentrate on one thing better this way, which would in turn increase the intensity of his power.
OoC : Radkin, you didn't screw the thread up. You're just new is all. I suggest heading to the Dome for some training; you should have seen what my posts looked like before I went there
. Oh, and I won't be back to post here for some 10 to 12 hours.