A hum filled the night in the old quater. A strange song followed and reverberated scarly audible through the alleys. Magic agglomerated, called by the magician who had romed the city during the day. He had found his target and started to weave the magic. It had been so simple to trick the inhabitants with his neat appearence and his armor. No one dared to look at him. Calling a flame was so simple no more than a sleight of hand. It was something different to find someone with blood magic and to bind him. And the elf-mage had found the person he was searching and it was now the time to start the rite... ---- DAZ-Studio 4.9, Iray-Render G3 M7 with Eagle Armor - Silk Shader from Renderwelten (from Tutorial-Cafe ) my 'magic ball' included in Iray-emissive surface DoF Cam Postwork: self painted orb of the staff and of the make up arcane brushes from redheadstock and flame brushes from SugarBreezy