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What are your reasons for embarking?
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PostPosted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 8:13 pm


Long ago the world of Tethala was cast into never ending Twilight; through the use of a strange magical item crafted by a powerful being once believed to be a god. After this cursed item was used it was locked away deep within a hidden citadel, its 7 keys scattered across the planet.

Nearly a millennia has past since that dark day, and now notices have appeared across the planet requesting adventures to gather in a single location. The notice promises great rewards to those that come, but warns that only those with pure intentions may embark on this epic quest.

The request tells those brave few willing to arrive to meet in a small town by the name of Tenoshi, a town only a few miles from a vast mountain, on the outskirts of lush forest. It simply says to go to the house with the red roof.

Now the only questions on the adventurer’s minds are what is this quest? What are these rewards? And who is this mysterious person who would make such a request?

Only you can find out, so join the quest and become a legend!!
 
PostPosted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 8:18 pm


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PostPosted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 8:21 pm


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PostPosted: Mon Apr 14, 2008 8:32 pm


~The Adventurers~


Username: xXGrey_MoonfangXx
Name: Ramiel
Age: Unkown
Gender: Male
Race: ~To Be Revealed~
Class: Swordsmen
History: Ramiel keeps his past a tightly guarded secret. Unwilling and unrelenting in his desire to keep it that way, it is unsure if anyone will truly ever know just what or who he is. However bits and pieces of his past have been put together by those that have met him before. So far however all that has been discovered is that he was born in a forest and seems to bare a grudge against both humans and elves.
Appearance: He’s about 6’ feet, with slightly pale skin. He appears to be of about average build. He has piercing yellow eyes and long dark blue hair (almost black).He also has slightly pointed ears, close to that of an elf’s. He wears his hair in a long braided ponytail that reaches down to his butt; the rest of his hair is some what spiky. He wears a crimson headband and cape, each with strange gold markings on them. He also wears a black shirt with no sleeves that also has golden marks. Along with all this he wears black pants, a pair of boots, and black gloves with no fingers. He carries a massive broad sword strapped to his back. Risen From the Ashes
Special Abilities: He’s stronger and faster then most of the other races, including elves, though the reason for this is unknown. He’s also keen of hearing and sight. He also has some slight talent with magic, though he knows little of the magic arts. Can Breath Fire. (Other abilities to be added as the story progresses)
Weapon of Choice: Dragon’s Fang (The name of his Broad Sword)



Username: DuroboKitsune
Name: Sintariun (Sin-tar-ee-oon) or Sin for short
Age: looks about late 20s but is actually 217 years old
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Class: Rogue
History: Lived peacefully in the forest and as the next to be on the throne. One day an unknown evil spread throughout the forest killing the trees and causing the animals to become severely aggressive to everyone, even the elves that were so close to them. One day a note is given to the elder of the elves stating that someone needed to go on this quest. Many were afraid but Sintariun was the only one to step up wanting to go on the venture. Many tried to dissuade her and she refused wanting to use this reward to try and reclaim the forest and save it’s inhabitants from the evil consuming everything they love. Against everyone’s wishes she left at night having stolen the note.
Appearance: Fair skin, slim figure at the height of 5’8’’, dark green hair and amethyst eyes.
Sintariun
Special Abilities: Can transform into a brown bear, a Black Panther, hawk, and dolphin to keep connection with nature. She also has the ability to heal if she wishes.

Weapon of Choice: Bloodthorn, a dagger that once unsheathed, grows increasingly crimson red the longer it is without blood repaid for it’s services to the wielder. The blood can be from the victim or the wielder.


Username: Alwyn Rowanwind
Name: Alwyn
Age: 16
Gender: female
Race: half elf (half elf, half human)
Class: theif
History: She was abandoned as a child by her mother who had given birth to a halfling child. her mother was an elf her father was a human. She was abandoned because her mother felt that she had helped to create something against nature. She grew up in an old cottage with an old couple at the edge of a town. They raised her until she was about ten years of age when suddenly the old woman died. her husband followed soon after due to sorrow. She became a theif soon after when she was wondering around a city searching for food. She was taken in by the theif guild and shown the tricks of the trade. She was also taught how to wield a short sword, and is currently looking for some adcventure. Due to how she was raised she became a rather quiet person who chooses only to offer information when she fills it is needed. She has always had little mishaps with her power of wind but has come to a point in her life where she is better able to control it.
Appearance: She is tall (5'6) with silver grey hair and green eyes, pointed ears. her hair is boy cut short and she wears a black and green tunic. She carries a dager or short sword and has a small cloak that she also wears. She is very fair skinned.
Special Abilities: Can control the wind to a certain extent the more power she uses the more tires ahe becoms. She also has preminitions but can only repeat them in bits and pieces
Weapon of Choice:
Short sword

Username: Klord88
Name: Zen
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Dragon
Class: Warrior
History: A shapeshifting dragon that can change from human form to dragon form. Zen has always been excluded from other dragons and humans. His life has been a very normal one. He learned how to swordfight in human form when he was fairly young. Although there are certainly better swordsmen then him, he thinks that he is fairly good himself. When around humans, Zen stays quite and keeps to himself for fear of getting involved in something he shoudn't. He also doens't know how others would react to him being a dragon. He is a friendly person and just wants to be noticed and respected. He believes that this quest would get him noticed and respected among both humans and his fellow dragons.
Apperance: When in human form, Zen has short, brown hair, brown eyes, and stands about five feet, nine inches. He wears a black, longsleeved shirt, tan pants, and brown shoes. When in human form, the only features that show that he's a dragon is his white tail. In dragon form, he is a white dragon with yellow eyes and claws. He is somwhat larger than a big horse. When in dragon form, he is much stronger and can carry one person on his back.
Special Abilites: When in dragon form, he can breathe fire. He can also change from human to dragon form when he wishes.
Weapon of Choice: Sword.


Username: Atomic Marshmallows
Name: Sari (sa-ree)
Age: Looks 10, real age unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Thought to be Elven
Class: sorceress
History: Not much is known about Sari’s past, but that’s because she doesn’t remember anything from more than a few hundred years ago. She woke up one day in the forest, not remembering anything from her life from her life. She never really tried to remember her past, and she doesn’t really want to. Occasionally she’ll remember something, but it doesn’t happen often. Ever since she woke up in the forest she’s been travelling. Although it sometimes creates problems for her, she doesn’t mind looking like a ten-year-old girl, and she managed to live with it. When she saw the notice she decided to join the quest because she had nothing else to do.
Appearance: Standing at 4’11, Sari is rather short. She has grey hair and violet eyes. For some reason she doesn’t tan, even though she spends most of her time outdoors she is still fair skinned. She never wears shoes; instead she is usually wearing some type of anklets. She wears a short dress and a shawl over that. She also uses a spell to keep a wolf tail in place so it looks like her own tail. She had it on when she woke up in the forest, and has worn it ever since. Sari
Special Abilities: Although Sari as has no special ability, she is very adept with dark magic. She can control dark matter and shadows with ease. She only knows a few spells that do not have to do with darkness, which are more for utility than fighting, and those are: creating small orbs of light, making things invisible, and making small flames.
Weapon of Choice: Magic



Username: Terra Fiore
Name: Liah Tier
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Class: Beast Master
History: Liah spent most of her life living with animals in a small cottage on the outskirts of a secluded village. She had been living with her brother for many years, until one day a horde of ruthless warriors nick named "The Black Hand" came to the village unannounced. They looted the small village, pillaging it and killing many towns people, including her brother. Liah was devastated after her brothers death, almost to the point of taking her own life. Her only salvation was in the animals she loved dearly. Just after her 14th birthday (before her brother was killed) she began understanding, and talking to animals. They comforted her, and only because of them she was able to live by herself in the cottage. Two of them in particular were her constant companions, Damon and Asteria whom never strayed far from her side for long. Now, almost 17, Liah wants to get away from all the bad memories of her younger years. Along with her companions, she decides to accept the challenge set before her, hoping to attain the reward...if she gets lucky.
Appearance: At 5' 6" she is about average hight for a human. She has a slender figure, and is fit from her travels. Her hair is a deep red color and her eyes are hazel. She wears plan clothes with a long brown cloak. She also usually wears a leather patch on her arm to shield herself from Asteria's talons.
Special Abilities: Although her survival skills are advanced for her age, she has limited fighting skills. Her companions, however are strong, and would give their lives for her. Damon, a very large, russet colored wolf who comes close to being as tall as Liah, is her main source of protection, and is protective of both Liah and Asteria. While Asteria, a wise, strong, red tailed hawk is her other set of eyes and ears. As a team they have over come many obstacles in their travels, occasionally calling on the support of other animals as well.Even if the animals are unwilling, she can still persuade them to do her bidding, she is a Beast Master after all.
Weapon of Choice: Liah doesn't go looking for a fight, but if she has to fight to survive, she will. Equipped with only a small dagger her brother gave her and a few hunting knives, she mostly relies on her companions to help her in times of need. Although she isn't a strong fighter, her talents can only get better as time goes on.


Username: Kiree_luv
Name: Tori
Age: 16
Gender: female
Race: Half human half dwarf
Class: Warrior
History: Tori was born on a farm with a rather large family. She was the oldest one born from her mother, Dwarf, and father, human. Being the oldest, Tori became a sort of gaurdian to the rest of her siblings which she loved dearly. She always praticed her fighting skills to protect her family when she wasn't helping out on the farm or in the house. Her ways of life twisted her into becoming a tomboy. After many years of spending her life for her family, Tori's parents kicked her out of the house. They wanted her to find something to do with her life besides worring about everyone else. Relunctly, she left and went to find adventure in her life. That was about three years ago. Since then, she has been practing her fighting skills more often and has become quite skilled.
Appearance: Being half Dwarf, Tori is 5" tall. She has nice tan skin from being out in the sun all the time, and its smooth and flawless. She has a slender figure that is mostly muscle. Her hair is a dirty blonde color and goes down to her waist. She ussually pulls them into two braids though. Tori also has big dark green eyes. She mostly wears brown shorts that go to her mid-thigh and a green tube top that revels her stomache. Over the top, she puts on a brown vest that matches the shorts. Most of the time, she has on brown mini boots that barely go past her ankle and are ussually too big and black gloves that cuff at her wrists.
Special Abilities: She has more strength then you would expect from someone her size. Also, she has a lot of engery, but it doesn't seem like it for she uses a lot of energy all the time.
Weapon of Choice: An axe that is half a foot taller than her


Username: Xaenos
Name: Seirei
Age: 32 (ages half as fast as humans)
Gender: Male
Race: Fuzenma (a half phantom)
Class: Natural Fighter
History: He was born to human parents who abandoned him when he was born. He barely managed to survive until he start learning how to fight and use his powers. He's forgotten most of his past since there isn't much to remember.
Appearance: Seirei is about six feet tall and far skinnier than should be survivable. His skin is pale like a vampires and he has a faint purple glow around him. His hair is a dark black that is slightly transparent and his eyes are blurple.
Special Abilities: Because he is part phantom his body can be dispersed, like that of a ghosts. He is rather flammable but you'll never hear it from him and he can turn almost fully into a phantom. He can use his phantom powers to make things stronger or repair things, living and otherwise.
Weapon of Choice: He uses two short swords that he stole when he was young and he's put his energy into so they are nigh indestructible.


Name: Roe Elani
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Tiger Demon
Class: Archer
History: She was already a full grown adult when she was kidnapped by another demon, he caught her by surprise, it turns out he'd been scoping her out ever since he'd seen her in action. Using a color to stifle her second nature, it took her years before she managed to break free of him, using the same tactic he'd used initially; taking him by surprise. She killed the demon who had acted as her owner and tormentor for years, seeing it as unacceptable to allow him to live. Because of the abuse she suffered, she finds it hard to trust others, especially men. It's irrational but she is still a bit damaged and is healing slowly.
Appearance: Human Tiger (wings appear only when needed)
Special Abilities: Transformation, quick heal, mana control
Weapon of Choice: Bow and arrow in human form. Fangs and claws and mana in tiger form


Username: DuroboKitsune
Name: Zaid
Age: 220
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Class: Paladin
History: Was born into servitude of the royal family and eventually throughout his training so extreme advancements over his peers and eventually was nominated to join the royal guard as Captain. In doing so, Zaid was now given the task of watching over Sintariun and never left her side. Eventually he began to see her beyond just a ward but had emotional ties to the female. These feelings grew until he realized that he indeed was in love with the queen to be. The night he was going to ask for her hand was the night Sintariun escaped to go on the journey. Feeling responsible, for not being there, Zaid went before the royal family asking to pursue her. The royal family sent him out to find her, keep her safe, and bring her back.
Appearance: 6’ Pale skin with silver eyes and white hair.
Zaid
Special Abilities: Able to use anything of elements as a tool but it saps him of energy after awhile.
Weapon of Choice: A polearm that is constructed of a blade on each side only the center can be held. For reference think of the polearms the elves used in Lord of the Rings.


Username: xXGrey_MoonfangXx
Name: Azurai
Age: 117
Gender: Male
Race: Sand Elf
Class: Rogue
History: At one time Azurai was an infamous Rogue, completely faceless to the populous. He does of course have a face, but until his capture he’d never once been seen. For his numerous crimes, including some which cannot be named, he was tossed into the undead forest before its rebirth. It had been expected that he died long ago.
Appearance: Azurai stands at about 5’9 and a half, with short silver hair styled in an odd fashion, along with a single deep blue-gray eye, his left eye is covered up with a black eye patch with a small marking at its center. Azurai wears a pair of thick leather boots, slightly baggy pants, and a slightly one shirt with the sleeves torn off, all of his cloths are black. He also wears a black band on the upper part of each of his arms and a pair of fingerless black gloves. There is also 2 small silver earrings on his left ear. His skin is unusually pale for a Sand Elf.
Special Abilities: Azurai has absolutely no skill with magic so speak off, however he’s verse in numerous languages and a master of disguise. He also has perfect aim, to the point of almost never missing his target.
Weapon of Choice: A set of daggers and throwing knives.


Username: xXGrey_MoonfangXx
Name: Falon Forelorn
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Race: Drow (Disguised as Elf)
Class: Sage
History: In his own words Falon is a scholar and nothing more. He’s well versed in all sorts of magic, enough so that he could have become a grand sorcerer if he so desired, however although he has an endless thirst for knowledge he preferred natural magic’s and worked to become a Sage. Among the Drow, despite his gender, he holds a fairly high rank, the majority of this is due to his knowledge and not his strength. A great many years ago he was sent from the under dark to the forest before its death to spy on the elves latest experiment. His mission was to spy, but he only accepted due to his thirst for knowledge, however this lead him to getting caught up in the same fate as every other living creature within the woods.
Appearance: Falon stands at 5’11. In his Elven disguise he has long midnight blue hair and red eyes, his skin slightly tanned. In his true appearance his hair is still long, but a deep smoke gray, his eyes a fiery crimson, and his skin as black as coal. When his true form is shown he also has a golden tattoo starting from his right cheek and going down to his waist. He wears a long midnight blue coat without sleeves and the collar turned up, a golden trim running down the ends of it. He also wears a pair of black pants and worn brown leather boots. A golden armlet adorns his left arm, covering up a set of long healed claw marks. He also wears a pair of wrist bands covered in arcane script.
Special Abilities: Falon posses an almost Encyclopedic knowledge of the world, often making it seem like he knows everything, however that is far from the truth, this is especially the case when it comes to women. He also has strong magical control and affinity for plants and nature itself.
Weapon of Choice: Rose Whip and an Old Oaken Staff
 

Grey Moonfang IV

Witty Phantom

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Grey Moonfang IV

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PostPosted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 11:38 pm


Tenoshi

You walk through one of the four gates of the city, the guard nodding to you slightly, a suspicious glance just failing to catch your eye from his dark helm. Looking around and through the town you spot many shops and buildings, only three of which having a red roof.

The first, a rather large duel floored building, its large carved oaken doors guarded by two heavily armored men, spears held close at their sides. The second building a small Tavern down the tree, the chipped wooden sign reads “The Sleepy Owl”, many drunkards and somewhat shifty men linger outside before entering. The third and final building, a small run down house built on the far north side of town, an ancient oak towering over the deep crimson roof; it appears to be built away from the others.

Any one of these places could be the meeting place, but the question is…which one?
 
PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 5:09 am


Sintariun snuck past a few of the guards with slight nervousness because she has never seen a human before although she knew what a guard looked like when she saw one, she'd been surrounded by them for decades.

Reaching the insides of the city, the elf paused and finally walked out into the open not knowing what to expect. Luckily it looked like she'd chosen a place with very few mortals in it, by an oak tree. Jumping into nature, Sintariun felt some stress ease from her aching muscles. She'd been traveling for so long that she hadn't taken any rest and that had been at least five days ago, she'd lost count after awhile.

Tempted to conceal herself, the elf thought against it and just hid in the shadows waiting and watching for any bypasser that could be the one that she is looking for. Stretching, Sintariun unknowingly dozed off in the tree's sanctuary.

DuroboKitsune


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PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 8:27 am


Jason appeared at the gates and looked towards the guards, half his face hidden in shadow of his cloak. Concealed in his cloak was also a bow and a quiver of arrows. As he entered, Jason looked around getting hungry and thirsty. Seeing a tavern not to far from where he was, he decided that he may as well go there and bargain for some food. Up in the distance of what seemed like an elf, Jason watched as she disappeared in the oak tree near by a house using the power of his gained dragon eyes.

Jason watched as she concealed herself and then turned his head back to the Tavern. He then entered and haggled with the owner of the establishment until he was able to get a small meal for practically a fraction of what he would originally have paid. Better than what he had to pay for his last meal anyways. After eating, Jason emerged from the tavern and then looked around. He then decided that he may as well get some peace and quite and if he didn't disturb the elf, he could probably stay around the worn down building.

He then walked over, acting that he didn't see the elf there and then sat down with his back against the wall as he started to take a nap to rest himself. A mere human with the eyes of a dragon... He could only wonder how long he can live like this when in exile and fear.
PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 10:52 am


Sari entered the city, ignoring the strange looks from the guards. She wasn’t paying attention to anything that was going on around her, instead she was thinking about what had happened on the way there. She had crossed paths with a demon that had recognized her. She had never met him before, but he spoke as if they knew each other. Sari had simply nodded smiled, not telling him she had lost her memory. She pushed those thoughts away; she had more important things to do than to dwell on an encounter with someone from her past.

She looked at her surrounding for a moment before deciding to get help. She cupped her hands and murmured something. Instantly a large dark blob appeared in her hands. It divided in to two smaller blobs, and then kept dividing until there were about fifteen blobs about the size of a human eyeball. They all opened there small, yellow eyes and began to bounce around emitting high-pitched noises. “I need all but one of you to search the town for a house with a red roof.” Sari told them. All but one got off her hands and bounced away. She smiled as she watched one get squished and then bounce back to its original shape.

She went to the edge of the road and sat down against a building. Now all she had to do was wait. The remaining blob, or darkling as she called them (she isn’t very certain of what they are), began to bounce up in down in her hands before changing into a small pool that showed the image of a tavern with a red roof. “No, that’s not it; it isn’t a house.” Sari said. She waited a little while longer before the darkling started to bounce again. The other darkling had found to other buildings with red roofs. Sari thought about which one to go to. It seemed odd that they would station guards at the house since anyone could come. She decided to try the small shack on the edge of town first. “Get everyone else to come here.” She told the darkling in her hand.

Soon enough they were all gathered around her. She murmured something and they all disappeared except for the one in her hand, which she had decided to keep around for the time being. It bounced up and down in her hand, clearly excited to stay. Sari put it on her shoulder and made her way to the small house.

When she arrived she examined it for a moment before spotting two people by the oak that was beside the house. She approached them and smiled. “Are you here for the quest as well?” She asked the one who was awake. She could tell he was human, but he seemed different than most of them.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 11:58 am


As Rain sped through trees at an unnatural rate, few would realize what was truly going on. Moving to fast for even her own species the young necromancer had summoned a long departed spirit and with careful control it was leading her to a town she had never seen. For once her midnight eyes were a vibrant blue, a mark of the possession. Having grown bored with her own life, Rain heard about the quest and was eager to join up for no other reason than boredom, at least that is what she told people. Assassinations had ceased to amuse her, as had trying to live as a normal being, it wasn't until she discovered necromancy that she found a true passion. Letting the soul free as bargained just before she entered the sight of the guards she would walk there under her own power as she lowered a pair of black goggles over her eyes. Her white shirt fell just beyond her chest leaving her stomach bare and her lower rise pants hung loosely at her hips held precariously up by a thin pair of black suspenders. Most of her arms were covered in black leather gloves that reached her elbows and she was happy for the moment as she passed the guards without a care. What more could they be other than an inconvenience. Rain's powers may be relatively knew but grew stronger on a daily basis as she gave more of her own soul into the art. Following the roads through town with an experts navigation skills she simply followed the parting instructions of the spirit whose soul she had borrowed and though this town was dull she could still see some lingering shadows of those who had died there. Assuming she had found the right place she already saw others gathering as she immediately headed for the shade provided by the tree sitting on the opposite side of the elf. Though she was not dead she dealt with the dead and to select few they would sense that aura around her.
PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 12:24 pm


Despite all the commotion below, the travelers and towns, Izrail was oblivious to it all. Soaring high amoung the clouds a look of contentment and bliss was across her face for this was truly her home. Not walking on the rocky shores, or the seas, but in the heavens. It wasn't until she flew over the city walls and came to see a red roofed home that she even thought about descending. Surprised by the amount of people whom had already shown up for the quest, which is why she assumed they were there, Izrail started a slow decent slipping into the top of the tree letting her long feathery wings disappear with the wind leaving only twin scars along her back. Unlike most of the others who were fully clothed she wore a simple spaghetti strapped night gown made of thin white material that just fell to her mid thighs. No shoes. Pants. Or anything else except a bow across her back and a quiver. Sliding down the tree at the petite high of 5' 5" she looked more innocent than anything though her true age was unknown. Since her first memories since falling from the sky had been 5 generations ago with the family she lived and she was tired of only having them long enough to learn to love them. Getting to one of the lower branches she let her self fall landing softly to her feet and brushing off her simple attire before she noticed the others who had also chosen the tree. "Oh. Hello." she said innocently as if she had came as naturally on foot as them instead of from the sky.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 12:37 pm


'What do you see, Asteria?' Liah asked the beautiful red tailed hawk who was presently soaring far above the quaint little town of Tenoshi. She waited a moment for her response, trying not to be too impatient. It was very hard for Liah to keep her composure, particularly with all the apprehension she felt. Leaving her small little cottage in the forest was a large step for her, despite the support from her two companions.

'There are three buildings with a red roof, though, I think the one with the large oak looks the most suspicious.'

Her voice was clear in Liah's head, even though Asteria was so high up in the sky. She felt Damon stiffen beside her; she knew he wasn't comfortable with her plans to go on this adventure.
"Damon." She said soothingly, "This is the chance of a lifetime, you can't expect me to stay locked up in that cottage forever. I need to leave the memory of my brother behind me. If I don't, I know I'll never be able to let go." Damon grunted and shook his head uneasily.


'I know.' He said in his low rumbling voice. It seemed to transmit straight into Liah's head as well. 'I don't like it regardless.'

A small smile crept across Liah's features as she took the first step out of the shadows of the western gate and into the town. "I know you two don't approve." she whispered out loud, knowing both her companions would hear. "But this is what I want." Damon reluctantly followed her with his large head held high. Spectators watched as the two figures moved along the narrow roads of the town and toward the abandoned building with the red roof. One average looking slim girl with an enormous russet wolf walking gallantly beside her.
PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 1:32 pm


Jason lifted his head to see a young girl (Sari) standing in front of him. His face hidden under the hood of his cloak. Looking at her through dragon eyes, he would let his face look down upon the ground before answering, "Possibly."

He then heard a few foots steps appear. Having seen Rain's powers in action, he deducted that she was a Necromancer, a rather rare breed of specialties in the world.

He then looked up into the sky, hearing a few flapping of wings and saw another descend towards the ground at a distance and coming up on foot to them. Jason merely lifted a hand to acknowledge that he said hello to Izrail.

He then looked over towards the gate and using his ability, he observed each of the three figures almost as if they were up close to him and crystal clear. One of them had flown up high, a hawk as it seems, seemingly as if it was searching for something. The taller of the two figures still upon the ground was a female of average hight and walking by her was a wolf. Jason could only presume that she had many pets, or she was just a animal tamer.

Jason stood up, looking around as the cloak fully covered him still, hiding his upper face in deeper shadows than the shade from the oak tree. Jason then leaned upon the side of the building having observed their person's seeing what types of weapons they were good at using. Many blades and another bow... Things were looking a bit interesting.

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PostPosted: Mon Apr 21, 2008 2:07 pm


Sintariun glanced around mildly surprised at how fast the place had crowded. Feeling edgy with all these new beings around her, the elf curled into herself to make her form seem smaller then it was. Her amethyst eyes took in everything around her and the people as well.

She could sense that the ones around her weren't normal like the guards, these beings had power of what she didn't know yet did not want to find out right away either. Hearing the female (Sari) talk, Sintariun remained silent not wanting to attract attention. Glancing down she noticed she'd gathered another person (Jason) he seemed to have a bit of respect for silence because she hadn't even heard him come up to the oak.

Jumping slightly as another female joined the building crowd (Izrail). About to move, Sintariun stopped and spotted a hawk and a wolf beside a female (Liah) Half-tempted to go up to talk to the animals, Sintariun reluctantly suppressed the urge to do so although hopefully she would be able to talk to them.
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