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Peter looked around the room. He took a sip of his Delight. Quite a few people. And just when he thought no more people could enter, a group of people were standing out the door. The walked in, and three of them sat next to Peter. One was a slim blue haired girl, Peter slightly older brother, and another guard. "So I see you've come back to haunt me?" Peter joked to his brother, Jamie. Jamie stuck out his hand, which quickly formed into a fist. Peter returned the greeting. "So, tell me exactly," I stopped to take a drink, "how come you aren't back at home kicking the crap out of those barbarians?" I asked. He replied with "Pshh, don't even get meh started. They're barbarians, only worse. First, not only was their first wave weak, it was all out with no strategy. While the front line got mowed down, their artillery didn't even work. So the east gate guards are coming here to celebrate, the inns back at home are filled." Peter nodded, and looked at the rest of the gate guards, there were about 12. "Say, Jay, this place is getting a bit too crowded for me. I'm gonna head out and relax on the beach a bit. Later." Peter drank the rest of his Delight, placed it on the counter, and walked to the sunny beach.

Jay was bombarded with questions such as, "Who's your friend?" With only one possible answer: "The weirdest person ever to exist: My brother, Peter."

Jay watched the funny looking dude walk in and out. He then saw Peter coming from the boardwalk. He reached the inn, walked straight up to Jay and asked, "Hey, did you take my towel?" "No, I haven't seen it, and wouldn't you have noticed that by now? Oh and something else I forgot to tell you earlier. I talked to a girl the other day-" "Hah, you talked to a girl. Funny." Peter commented. Jay punched his shoulder and they continued talking. When he was done, Peter walked outside with his towel when he saw someone new. He walked up to them and introduced himself. Then, he walked outside of the village for a bit, but was then confronted with a small group of bandits.

((RANDOM ENCOUNTER!!!!))

(( Back to teh RANDOM ENCOUNTER!!!!))

Peter pulled out his katana with a crystalized green stripe down the center. He charged his sword with lightning energy and jumped above the three bandits. With lightning fast speed, he slashed down and hit the one in the middle directly, which would cause the others to be hurt from the the lightning. He landed and grinned. He expected them to fall to pieces but their hats fell to the ground, all cut up. He must have done something wrong. He blushed, and since he was very tired, he ran towards the woods, with the three bandits chasing him.
(( HILLBILLY TUNES NEEDS TO PLAY NOW.))
Peter ran into the woods, leading the bandits through beehives, mushy swamps, ice cream stalls, ((Sike!)) and cracked log bridges. The bandits were tired, stung, and sticky with ice cream. They were tired, but Peter was fully charged. He dashed at them with top speed. He leaped forward with great speed, making him go far forward. He tried the move again. It hit perfectly this time. A bright light triangle on the ground surrounded the three bandits, bewildering them. Perplexed, they charged towards Peter with the remnants of their strength, but no avail. A golden beam of thunder smashed them into the ground. They crawled away. But a throwing knife almost hit Peter. He dodged and looked at the assailant. It was another bandit, the leader, mad that he had not played Hillbilly tunes, his favorite song. ((Though really, I don't even like teh song much.)) Peter drank something he had saved, giving him a bit more energy. He lashed out a simular katana though this one had a purple stripe. He grinned and charged toward the bandit.

Abyssa had just about finished washing dishes, and the place was finally looking clean. She heard a commotion outside and poked her head out the window. Bandits by the looks of things. She debated on whether or not she should intervene. She probably wouldn't get paid...
She watched as they chased someone into the woods, and waited. After nothing else happened, she thought she might as well take a look. That guy had been a patron of the inn, she believed, so she should at least see if he was ok.
So she hung up her apron, and exited the kitchen. However, she froze when she heard a loud sound.

Erde looked up vaguely, and took the man in, up and down. No. It wasn't him. What a shame though, the faye had gotten her hopes up for nothing. All reasonable questions, may as well answer. It could do no harm.

"Hard to say where I come from." She replied in a low tone. "It you wish for technicality, I was born in the forest. but I have lived in the mountains and by the sea, and in the hills and valleys. And I consider everyplace my home and most everyone my family." Her inflection lay on most. There was one who she could never never forgive and never love.

"As for what I am doing," Erde continued in a lighter tone, "I believe it is obvious that I'm sitting and resting. To the point of what I'm planning to do," She returned her gaze out the window, "I have to find someone first."

Peter should have brought a camera. Ambushed by bandits, a giant dragonlike thing, Zimmian throwing a dagger at his assailant, and now some gnomish arm technology. He would try them, but they are probably too dangerous seeing as how they were left on the ground. Nonetheless, Peter ran towards the village and warn those who didn't know about the dragonlike thing with purple on it's stomach and round ears, and four legs. Jay and the other two got out and prepared; Jay took out a bow, The girl with blue hair got out a long battleaxe, and the guard took out a long claymore. They waited for when the dragon was close enough, when something struck his back.

(( Err, I'm at the village. Teleknetic? ))

Peter fell to the ground, his shoulder blade bleeding, just under his shoulderpad. He tried to get up, but when his left arm moved, it hurt. But he couldn't stay there. He moved his right knee to his stomach, and leapt forward, going into a roll. He landed on his feet and turned around. A purple cloaked figure was standing a few meters away.

Abyssa shook and recoverd from her shock giving Rinni a thankful grin.

"I don't blame you," she called before hurrying out the door.

She gasped at the sight of the dragon. Or whatever it was. For all she knew, it was a wyvern or a giant bat. She wasn't so great when it came to animals.

She shakely placed her hands on her daggers. There were others around with weapons as well, so at least she wouldn't be alone. The girl took in a deep breath, and closed her eyes to calm her nerves.

The dragon chased a boy she had seen run outside the inn a moment before her. Not far away, she saw that guy that had been chased by bandits earlier get struck from behind by another person in a purple cloak. And that fortune teller or whatever just walked by her all blood soaked.

"Since when did this town get so exciting?" she muttered to herself. Now she had to decide who she was going to help first.