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Yukio didn’t bother with the cool atmosphere around soma because he trusted the male. He didn’t know why he did but it was just something that came natural, after all they both lost their mothers so he felt a connection with Soma that he just couldn’t break. He did hope he wouldn’t have to kill his father as Soma had but that was not something eh wanted to think about. Instead he patted his sword at his hip and grinned wildly “Great! … okay is there a specific location? Or do I have to walk?” Sure he could just appear if he liked to, like how he could go to that little tow, but if he didn’t know where these people were he would just have to walk the distance one he went a little ways of course.

“ I mean nomads aren’t the easiest people to find, do they look a certain way?” He didn’t mind just killing everyone but he didn’t want that look from Soma like he’d done something wrong, IT was one he expected to see on his mother’s face but from what he knew about her, she loved to fight as much as he did, if you could call it love.
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Raylee looked at him with disgust and placed her napkin over her mouth as she found she was not hungry. She turned her head to the side and shrugged her shoulders. “The boys do as they please. I don’t keep tabs on them. When they need me they come find me, after all I can’t go far from this place without something going wrong.” She lifted her hand and removed a small glass from the table. It was filled with a red liquid and she brought it to her lips. She sipped slowly and set the glass back down.

“You disappeared so abruptly I figured that you didn’t care about what happened to any of us.” She had mentioned only boys for a reason. She didn’t really have any friends, so of course the only people she could think of were males, like Bandi or Adam. She never spoke of her sister, everyone knew that was a taboo subject and that she would not go well into that.

That would do. He could take the fast trip there and then walk till he found what he was looking for. He was ready to go but when asked such a question he paused. He had often gone back in time, but he had never tested how far he could go back. He didn’t know the full extent of his own powers but he had seen two generations of generals. He never had any reason to go any further back than that. He shifted his feet a bit and smiled “I only know of the generation before my mother came along and hers. Before her, Hokyo was still a general, he didn’t seem to age, neither did Dark or Daton. The others were strong, but to caught up in lesser manners that they were eventually lost and replaced with the demon and my mother and Lord Kei.”

He took a step back and felt his power begin to flow, causing the room to become cooler as he got ready to shift out. “But Hokyo better pray he stays dead, cause if not, there is nothing in this world to stop me from killing him again.” He cast a smile, waved and vanished. He left behind little snowflakes which melted promptly.

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Raylee rolled her eyes and slowly climbed out of her chair. She moved across the room and retrieved a rather large book from one of the many book shelves in the room. She returned to the table and waved her food away. It was taken and she began to look through the book quickly. She removed a pen from one of her many pockets and began to scribble in the book with practiced motion. “I can fit you in, but the two rooms will not be beside each other. In fact the only available room is on the other side of the castle. We have taken in many refuges and it is hard enough as it is.” She was once again going into her book voice. If one didn’t know better they would think she was reading the book in front of her.

She tapped her lip with the feather end of her pen before moving down to scribble some more. “if you plan on sticking around, I can have a place outside the castle set up for you in two days. Your friend, however, will have to file the appropriate paperwork before I can look into a home for him. He is unknown to us and there for has to be looked into for violence towards civilians.” She slammed the book closed and stood once more. “ I can show you to your room now if you wish. Then I really should get back to my duties. I am running the place after all… oh and it’s Raylee now. I figured you ought to know.”

The woman was quiet, just listening. She already knew of Kei’s revival, she already knew that he had killed Hokyo and she had been there when he came back. She knew many of the things he’d said because of her father. But that wasn’t what got to her. It was the mere mention of her sister. With speed that could not be seen by the average human, she picked up the knife from the table and threw it at the red haired male. It hit the back of the chair beside his head and she felt a dark presence come over her. “I don’t care. I know almost everything you said. I know about Kei and you. The part about gods… well I’m going to ignore that part for now. But never mention my sister again if you value your life.”

Around the table people had grown silent. Yuanri was a taboo and even the mere mention of her was something worth dying for. They began to finish up and leave the room quickly for fear of losing their heads. “you weren’t here when we were attacked, when they came. When my world turned into this prison. I don’t care about you’re “family” or anything to do with you really.” She opened the book and ripped out a page that would most likely make Bandi angry later. She scribbled a bit on it and slammed it on the table, sticking a fork into the top of it to keep it down. “Vouch for your "friend", sign the paper and then go away. You’re room is in the west wing, number thirteen.”

She turned on her heel and began to walk away but soon stopped and looked back at him, “She was a fool for loving you, even when she promised to hate you. I don’t need your help, nor do I want it. But if the people ask for it, I will give them what they desire.” And whipped her head around again, black hair fallowing like a waterfall. She stomped away, book in arms, quite angry. She would not believe a word he said. She would not fall victim to his silver tongue. Son, Friend, God, she didn’t care. She had forsaken any form of god when her sister was killed.

Hokyo tapped his finger against his chin in thought. He was alone again and he took a deep breath. “Kuki, is this true?” He questioned the air around him and a small light red orb appeared behind him and nodded softly. Hokyo grinded his teeth together and the orb faded away. His connection with his brothers and sisters was weak, and likely the doing of Shin and Singo. Yune had died in the process of time he had been gone for.

His eyes were slightly puffed and starred into the distance, his hand raised and he began to mess with the pony-tail that hung over his shoulder. His other hand placed on the piece of paper and he began to think that this whole idea of continuing to house the needing was not what it was cracked up to be. Hokyo would’ve thought that Bandi or one of the others might’ve created a housing unit for these people. It was not for the council of the red to house the entire world’s problems.

Hokyo sighed in disgust and stood from the table and walked out the back door. He didn’t take long to find a branch of people setting out to work on new housing units. He sighed in disgust, and removed the over coat and cloak. “Hope you can use another hand.” He said to one of the men which looked at him and nodded eagerly. Of course now he was a fleeting legend among the soldiers in the Red Kingdom now. Strapping on a leather belt, which held a number of small hammers and nail patch.

His body was sore and exhausted from the traveling he had done. He hadn’t mentioned that he had to swim the Red Sea after his boat sank several miles out of land. He ventured out with the other men without so much as a word towards Rayee and any of the others. In fact he remained to keep quiet for the entire time, at least for several days to keep the others away from his attention. He arrived at a building site and was soon carry large beams of wood with the other men towards housing frames.

Gaia Name: The Revenant Hero
Character Name: Alastor Starcaller
Age: Of a race that is in essence ageless, but appears to be in his mid twenties.
Powers: Chaos manipulation, Clairvoyance, time manipulation

Details:

Chaos Manipulation: A very odd and rare power, Alastor has the ability to manipulate raw chaos. This ability gives him nearly limitless power....at the expense of not always being able to control it or not getting the desired result. Because chaos can take any form, there is no telling whether he will conjure a pair of swords....or a flock of butterflies at any given time.

Clairvoyance: Alastor is able to see into the future....but only his own most of the time. This gives him heightened reflexes and sometimes an unfair advantage in one on one combat. When he tries to read other people's futures, he usually ends up exhausted after doing so.

Time manipulation: A power Alastor only recently came into. the first of his kind to gain this power, he was sent off into the stars to gain training. Due to his lack of knowledge, Alastor is barely able to use this ability and only does so in incredibly dire straits.

Kingdom: wherever he may land.
Race: Celestian

Bio: Alastor comes from a far away world that is inhabited by angels, sprites, and other being of light. He is a relatively knew celestian, having not gained his wings yet. Celestia is an incredibly peaceful planet and has only known war once.

Unfortunately, war was on the horizon for Celestia. After an attack from the hellish planet, Baator, Celestia has begun preparing itself for the worst. Even more unfortunate, Alastor developed the power to control time and raw chaos. Not fully understanding these powers, he was forced into hard training to somehow control them. When all efforts to train him failed, the top sages on Celestia banded together and looked for someone who may teach Alastor. They found powerful beings on Shindi and immediately placed Alastor within a Celestian ship and sent him towards the planet with express orders to return immediately when he is fully trained.

With him is a sprite named Glysta. She is to be his guide and make sure he does not fail his home planet.

Description: Alastor is about 5'10" and is of medium build. His eyes are vibrantly blue and tend to glow like twin stars. He has long dark brown hair that reaches a bit past his chin line and has practically porcelain white skin. Due to his angelic heritage, he would appear to be incredibly attractive to non-Celestians but he is oblivious since he has never met anyone from other worlds. He wears black dress pants, a black duster, and a silk button-up shirt.

Raylee could only laugh at the man’s words. Soft spot? Maybe that was the case. She glanced over her shoulder and watched him walk off. “Is there anything that will keep my madness away?” She questioned but he was out of ear shot by then and she had spoken softly. He did have a point. There were many people she had yet to put to work. With all the events of today she knew she had to do something. But she was only one person and this was not something that she was made out to be. She looked up and bit her bottom lip. She wanted to fly, to be free, but this cage was growing even bigger by the minute and she had no choice but to stay.

She sighed and continued on her way back to the main hall. Here she filed all the documents for the day and then began to go over the residency list. She could move a few more people to workers, if she did this it would increase labor, but she would also have to increase the foot out take because when people worked, they required more nutrition. This meant more farm work, which was more working and again more food. She tugged on her hair. Why couldn’t she use earth or something? If she was an earth wielder she could simply will houses to be.

But that got her an idea. She tapped her fingers lightly and a small smile came to her face. She had been looking at this all wrong, perhaps, just perhaps, this idea would work.