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"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" Sah gave one last satisfied glance at his kill before heading over to Deimos. He nodded at his instructions while eyeing the sleds curiously. Sah was again amazed at what creation magic was capable of. Hebert down gripping the other side of the moose as he waited for Deimos' signal to lift. "On what level do you have to understand what you are creating? Beyond it's purpose, materials, shape, and such?" Sah asked before they began the task of hauling their spoils onto the sleds. He wondered if he ever came to possess such magic if it would even be of use. His knowledge of this world was still sorely lacking. sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie