Post by Danawi Dassous on Jun 27, 2005 22:40:33 GMT
Danawi's face broke into a jarring smile. "Yes, they are."
With no further comment he raised his arms once more, looking like some kind of dark angel with his heavily robed arms eagling out on either side of him. Instantly, two more figures shimmered into sight, on either side of Danawi - exact duplicates of the Dark Lord, down to the last scar on his once-handsome face. All three figures smiled.
"This is a complex duplicating charm I had to slaughter a King and three of his slaves in Saudi Arabia to acquire. And, I might add, one of my favourite attack methods. The duplicates are mute projections of your own self image and no more, so they can't be used to triple your power - they are made of essence of spirit, not physical matter, so they cannot be harmed. Their only purpose is to confuse your enemy - you can will them to move in certain ways, and if you have the strength of mind, even to speak. But remember that while you are doing this, you must also be making a getaway, so make sure your mind is able to be in several places at once. This is, as I said, a complex charm, and I do not expect you to get a grip on it right away - but practise makes perfect. Just envision yourself, your essence and image, splitting into two beside you."
Danawi paused for a while this time - he knew these powers were going to be more difficult to complete before he moved on to the next one. Despite the fact that nearly no-one had got a complete set of duplications, he opened his mouth to speak once more. He could feel the startings of movement within the Forest, and he needed to press on.
"My next two powers are both held within the mind, or within the minds of others - you may notice since receiving your newfound power that you are starting to feel things that are not explanatory, or hear faint whispers in the distance. This is natural. This power is the only one I did not steal - the power of clairvoyance. All prophecised figures in my country were born with this power, it was a mark that they were the chosen one. You will now be able to sense the strongest emotions in those you are in close quarters with, and if you are emotionally attached to someone, you will begin to pick up theirs even when you are oceans apart. And this leads me to my next power."
Danawi smiled again. "When you are in close quarters with an enemy, try to pick up on their feelings. If their mind is elsewhere, or they are dwelling on a problem, whisper the following words; fallo fallere fefelli falsum. You will then immediately change into the person they are thinking of or attached to, and will fall under the spell and believe that you are that person. This is a method I have often used to extract valuable information from sources previously unavailable to me - the only drawback to this enchantment is that it is irreversible, and lasts for three hours exactly. I won't ask you to try this one now, as it could get confusing... but it is a handy little power indeed."
With a deferential wave of his hand to signal they should try the power another time, Danawi then pursed his lips. For a moment, nothing happened, and then... a huge, torrential gust of wind hit the followers, feeling like a wall of solid matter thrust against them, shoving them backwards onto the floor. With a chuckle, Danawi stopped blowing and eyed them all on the floor.
"It is clear how that power works, I think. I stole it from one of the Daughters of the Wind, who lost her soul in price... but it was worth it. If the attack against you is rushing at full force, this power is invaluable. I don't suggest you try this one either, unless you want to knock the Forest down with your collective powers - I don't imagine our allies the Forest Lycans would be too pleased with us."
Danawi paused, to see how his followers were coping with all this information.
With no further comment he raised his arms once more, looking like some kind of dark angel with his heavily robed arms eagling out on either side of him. Instantly, two more figures shimmered into sight, on either side of Danawi - exact duplicates of the Dark Lord, down to the last scar on his once-handsome face. All three figures smiled.
"This is a complex duplicating charm I had to slaughter a King and three of his slaves in Saudi Arabia to acquire. And, I might add, one of my favourite attack methods. The duplicates are mute projections of your own self image and no more, so they can't be used to triple your power - they are made of essence of spirit, not physical matter, so they cannot be harmed. Their only purpose is to confuse your enemy - you can will them to move in certain ways, and if you have the strength of mind, even to speak. But remember that while you are doing this, you must also be making a getaway, so make sure your mind is able to be in several places at once. This is, as I said, a complex charm, and I do not expect you to get a grip on it right away - but practise makes perfect. Just envision yourself, your essence and image, splitting into two beside you."
Danawi paused for a while this time - he knew these powers were going to be more difficult to complete before he moved on to the next one. Despite the fact that nearly no-one had got a complete set of duplications, he opened his mouth to speak once more. He could feel the startings of movement within the Forest, and he needed to press on.
"My next two powers are both held within the mind, or within the minds of others - you may notice since receiving your newfound power that you are starting to feel things that are not explanatory, or hear faint whispers in the distance. This is natural. This power is the only one I did not steal - the power of clairvoyance. All prophecised figures in my country were born with this power, it was a mark that they were the chosen one. You will now be able to sense the strongest emotions in those you are in close quarters with, and if you are emotionally attached to someone, you will begin to pick up theirs even when you are oceans apart. And this leads me to my next power."
Danawi smiled again. "When you are in close quarters with an enemy, try to pick up on their feelings. If their mind is elsewhere, or they are dwelling on a problem, whisper the following words; fallo fallere fefelli falsum. You will then immediately change into the person they are thinking of or attached to, and will fall under the spell and believe that you are that person. This is a method I have often used to extract valuable information from sources previously unavailable to me - the only drawback to this enchantment is that it is irreversible, and lasts for three hours exactly. I won't ask you to try this one now, as it could get confusing... but it is a handy little power indeed."
With a deferential wave of his hand to signal they should try the power another time, Danawi then pursed his lips. For a moment, nothing happened, and then... a huge, torrential gust of wind hit the followers, feeling like a wall of solid matter thrust against them, shoving them backwards onto the floor. With a chuckle, Danawi stopped blowing and eyed them all on the floor.
"It is clear how that power works, I think. I stole it from one of the Daughters of the Wind, who lost her soul in price... but it was worth it. If the attack against you is rushing at full force, this power is invaluable. I don't suggest you try this one either, unless you want to knock the Forest down with your collective powers - I don't imagine our allies the Forest Lycans would be too pleased with us."
Danawi paused, to see how his followers were coping with all this information.