| ((you didn't answer my questions as far as if I can have my guns or not.))
*The clouds shift with the casting of Ice Tones, but having no veins in his current state, the spell fails. A great voice calls out.*
"You have angered the Fated, and thus you shall be out down. Your attempt to create an gang for crime ends now."
*The clouds descend and form a human shape, whereby Tacitus steps forth, clad all in green. The rune upon his neck glows brightly as he turns his gaze upon Netargo. Within his mind he begins casting a spell, silent and still.*
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