Deckard grew weary at the tension building up. He could sense it. And as usual ISaint's plan was madness, but as all the plans he had shared with teh Ork, it pretty much work every time. ISaint's issues seemed to indicate it had not always been the case but Deckard would do whatever he can to not go this route today.
He approached Robyn. His communication equipment -commlink, earbuds, subvocal mic, trodes - had taken weird forms, mostly jeweleries of sort. The trodes a thin headband with a crystal in the middle of the top of his forehead. A little girly to his taste but it worked well with the 'Wizard' image. He continued on the 'Channel' ISaint had opened, and that he somehow seemed to be able to hear.
I'm worried of casting spells here. This is a Metaplane, the line between what we define as physical and Astral is fine, here. I can't guarantee my Mana Barrier will not be visible here and block everyone's view. That and there's many casters here, some quite on edge. A powerful spell cast in the middle of the ceremony could jeopardize this whole ceremony faster than we want to. That said, if you really want me to go for it, I'll start the casting on your signal.
He made space when on of the Mime put the now white cape around Robyn, and continued to observe the crowd. His magically enhanced senses could not find the Nightmare ISaint had noticed, but that wasn't surprising. After all the Vitaris House members were Demon worshipers, Nothing good could really come from them. But no House would benefit from an all out war. Instead of looking for the Vitaris, he tried to spot the Old One, if he was there, waiting for ISaint's signal in case he would decide to take the chance of a rapid Mayhem.
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