Deckard looked up at nothing, speaking to his bound spirit whom he perceived as a ghostly figure when in the astral.
You've heard the man, my friend. Thank you for your service.As soon as Deckard had spoken the Concealment dropped and Robyn, Halfpint's drone and himself were still standing there just more obvious to the eyes of the onlookers.
He also dropped his sustained Mana Barrier which was useless against the corrupted mana around them. But now that he wasn't blocked on te Astral he attempted to pierce through the background count and assense the Japanese lady.
He approached her and bowed as he has seen on trids, returning the reverence of the woman. There was something familiar about her, like a bound that couldn't really exist since he had never met her.
Assensing: 13d6t5 5Another strong awaken, healthy, no cyber nor bioware. There was some weird mana lines running through her, probably not a magician, more like those fancy Mystic Adepts who liked to pretend they could outshine real Magicians. She had a decent level of power but he wasn't impressed the way he was when he first saw Iris. What business the two had together was unknown, but the Dryad was pretty good at attracting attention anyway.
My name is Deckard. #50