15th of 6th moon Woke just before sunrise; I believe I am fully adapted to the circadian rhythm expected by my master. -swept barn -fed horses -gathered water -sawed planks *msr. Morningway expects I shall burn each length in thirty heartbeats or fewer today; I will practice before he wakes. ------...

"That is all I can say for now," Janus repeats. "I will investigate further, but it may take some time." He turns back to Faust and, with a nod to Gondowon, adds: "Perhaps we ought to speak to a few select others about our mutual proposition." Leaving Faust to ponder, ...

The door opens with a howl of chilling wind. Janus enters with Faust in tow, a makeshift litter of branches and tarp suspended betwen them. Continuing a conversation, he nods. "But I do admire your forewardness, Magus Faustus - for once - and I suspect we can accomplish a great deal." With...

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Janus nods to Abaddon, "I have heard little of the guild, but I am curious to know more." He looks sidewise to Faust, then back to the ancient Valkyn'Vi. "Ever do I seek ways to practice and improve my powers. Please, magus Abaddon, tell me more." There is a glint of excitement i...

Janus eyes the golems standing behind Abaddon through half-closed lids. He pats his own, as if reassuring it.

"Notify me if there's anything that ought to be crushed," he intones. His voice is flat and distracted, as if coming from very far away.

[still concentrating on Control Monster]

"Golem, attack!" Janus calls from atop the gold automaton, barely stifling his glee as the behemoth charges ahead. As if spurred on by the same excitement, the golem ends its charge with a forward thrust kick. A golden foot lands squarely in the offending golem's chest, the force briefly ...

Janus' heart pounds in his chest. When hemmed in, his training reminds him, engage opponents singly to isolate and retake the advantage. The magus observes the deafening mess of gold and organic forms clashing within the tent for a single moment, then charges ahead. He dodges a falling golem, ducks ...

"Do refrain from any heavy lifting with this," he slaps Faust's shoulder. Under his breath, the mage mutters, "Not that you would ..." With a sigh, Janus steps back and closes his eyes. He drops to one knee first - the left - then the other, and settles back, feet tucked under h...

Janus turns his gaze to the elf, extending a hand to sense for any lingering magic on the elf or in the area.

"We bid you no harm, should you offer us none," he nods to his companion. "This is Faust, I am magus Janus. What is your purpose?"

Janus closes his eyes, and his perception of time slows with his heartbeat. He envisions the elf magician - a strong talent by the way he bears himself - in the empty stillness. Wiry, but with a certain energy about him... Janus dismisses him with a thought, and instead brings the shining golems int...

What's the deal with this discipline? I assume it was inspired by these guys , but their ability don't really jive with the concept. First, savage? I suppose it could be argued, but Monk (arguably a cross-cultural equivalent) is common; I'd think they'd ought to be the same. I could be convinced of ...

Janus either does not register Kaylan's fowl pun, or refuses to acknowledge it. Leaning on his spear, he turns his gaze slowly from the road ahead to fall on Cirrus. "After you, madam." The mage extends a hand toward the tracks, beckoning the Avyana. Not waiting to see her response, Janus ...

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Kiel Reid wrote:add them to the book.