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[Some would call this "the calm before the storm." A good four, maybe five hours before the countdown hits zero, and camp itself is rather . . . peaceful, in some respects. Perhaps even too quiet, as campers and counselors and alien interlopers either prepare for combat or make their way to underground safehouses. The air is cool, still, and the

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[dirtyspells]

Can you feel it, too?

[copyrightabuser]

... Yes. I am certain that everyone can feel this unease.

[dirtyspells]

Part of me keeps remembering the last time I felt this way. Back in Kirkwall. That isn't the best thing to think about right now, is it?

[copyrightabuser]

More importantly, shouldn't you be heading to the shelters? We'll handle things from here.

[dirtyspells]

I thought maybe I could help.

[copyrightabuser]

I understand those feelings, but this is a very dangerous situation.

[dirtyspells]

That isn't the first time I've heard that. But I can help, I know I can. Isn't it better to have a mage at your side than in hiding?

[copyrightabuser]

... You mentioned "magic" before, didn't you? Do you have some sort of power?

[dirtyspells]

I wouldn't be much of a mage if I couldn't use magic.

[copyrightabuser]

What is it you can do?

[dirtyspells]

I can use nature and the sky to my advantage. And blood magic.

[Last part is said hurriedly since she's waiting for the blood magic is wrong talk.]

[copyrightabuser]

That much? That's impressive!

Well then, please be careful.

[dirtyspells]

You think it's impressive? No telling me I don't know what I'm doing or how I'm a monster?

[copyrightabuser]

That's because... that isn't true in the slightest. That power... exists to help people, right?

[dirtyspells]

[For once she's quiet.]

I've always wanted to help them. My clan . . . No one understands.

[copyrightabuser]

If that's what you want, I won't tell you to stop. But... Please remember to take care of yourself as well.