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You followed through with your attempt to disarm the supposed Ana however. As you neared her, she attempted to swing with the weapon she now held in her hands. However, her attack was clumsy, and though the Sword of Galas'nor would have been a dangerous weapon in the right hands, when she swung, she missed completely. Using that momentum, you reached out with your weapon, striking just so, and soon enough the sword fell to the ground; the disarm successful.

["Friend of heathens, consorters of demons! Ye who have strayed from the most righteous of paths. To lay a hand on the anointed ones, bear the wrath from the servant of god."]

"Friend of heathens, consorters of demons! Ye who have strayed from the most righteous of paths. To lay a hand on the anointed ones, bear the wrath from the servant of god."

[info]Roll knowledge (martial) to identify.[/info][include u=2]Defending the Pride
[/include] With that, the winged man started to double back towards Kin, raising his weapon and attempting to charge towards the halfling.

[okay]Ryine to take AoO vs Winged Man.[/okay]

["Caelum sends his regards, banker."]

Whatever the enchantment was, it started to take hold of Arelia. The light, bright and white, seemed to exude a feeling of holiness, much like weapons powerful clerics or paladins used. As the light engulfed Arelia, she seemed to dematerialize, and eventually she was gone. All that was left in her place was the bespacled man grinning widely.

"Caelum sends his regards, banker."

["I am the servant of god, and the messenger of his justice. Where devils and the heathen walk, and so shalt I break them with my rods of iron. And so shalt I dash them into pieces, like a potters vessel. Ye who listens, rejoice with trembling. For the judgement is near for those at the ends of the earth."]

"I am the servant of god, and the messenger of his justice. Where devils and the heathen walk, and so shalt I break them with my rods of iron. And so shalt I dash them into pieces, like a potters vessel. Ye who listens, rejoice with trembling. For the judgement is near for those at the ends of the earth."

The figure who spoke smiled wickedly in the light of from the sword in the crystal. He had a pair of white angelic wings, and his robes looked to be one of a priest. Yet his facial expression seemed unhinged - crazy even. The spectacles he wore reflected the light, which only added to the strangeness of the figure before them.