[He can't see it. But the blatant dismissal still ruffles him a little. Fine, if Ithaqua wanted to be that way...
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Still, something feels... strange. A pull, despite the displeasure, one that flickers with noticeable intensity at the barrier that flares up. What in the world...
Faintly, the air starts to smell thick with salt. The air starts to grow cold and wet. Solomon immediately starts to look uncomfortable, his frown thin towards the other Northern Wizard.]
Not even a hello? Are we truly at that point, Ithaqua?
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Still, something feels... strange. A pull, despite the displeasure, one that flickers with noticeable intensity at the barrier that flares up. What in the world...
Faintly, the air starts to smell thick with salt. The air starts to grow cold and wet. Solomon immediately starts to look uncomfortable, his frown thin towards the other Northern Wizard.]
Not even a hello? Are we truly at that point, Ithaqua?