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Uh. Could mine be teal if it's not too much trouble? To go with the whole ghost thing.

Actually I plan on not being a giant racist forever, since I came into this with the intention to play and not ruin it for everyone like a few others I've been in.
And maybe I was a bit obscure with my explanation of my view of Spiral Power: it's basically your faith in your ideals made manifest and turned into superpowers. If you believe in the manifest destiny of humanity like Tömas, and believe in it very strongly you'll have high Spiral Power, just as if you believe very strongly in equality and stuff. But the more strongly you believe in something, the harder it is to change your beliefs without losing the spiral power unless you get that conviction in yourself back.

So yeah Tömas will eventually stop being racist, once he gets over his issues caused by having everyone he loved being killed by Lordgeonome and his beastmen.

Well that was pretty productive.

Tömas remains looking at the group in a half-confused, half-angry manner for quite some time. He keeps looking at the same spot, the axe made up of swirling green energy pulsing and fading as he digests these new viewpoints. At last he speaks, crushing the axe into green mist.

"I don't know what kind of sorcery they've inflicted upon you lot, but if you want to harbour them and heal them I won't stop you. You'll suffer the inevitable, as I did."

That said, he drifts off towards the village, his form shrinking down to a mere more of light once more.

Tömas looks at him, almost confusedly.

"No doctor can cure her blood. She descends from a line of traitors dating back a millennium, and now she dare use the Spiral against it's intended? She must die."

The swelling light in Tömas' face slowly fades.

So, beast girl, eh? Time to make sure you don't come back.

The light, instead of dissipating, moves to his hand.

Summon an axe made up of Spiral Energy.

We don't need Internet Clint Eastwoods going around shooting innocent coders, man

"Shit, Rover, what's the deal? I dunno what whatserface wants to do, but if there's one thing I've learned its that you have horrible judgement. Take a chill pill! That or the plentiful lemonade I've summoned everywhere.

Summon a large burlap sack/sturdy garbage bag. Keep Spot Rover distracted with rambling of the above kind while I sneak up to him and get him into the bag. Then drag it to safety.

((I'M HELPING))